Looking at your Instagram shot
But I can’t be too surprised, I should’ve known you was a thug
Just the consequence you suffer when you fucking with a pop
You should work for UPS as much as you giving up the box
Take a look in the pit, you get proof
When you see the true colors you get truth
That’s a hard pill to swallow with no juice
You’re just a liability, baby, so what’s the use?
Women thou are loose
You ain’t had your folks in your life, that’s your excuse
A couple dollars, new boots, got you giving up the cooch
A different nigga every day, hoping in and out coupes
Freak in the streets, not the sheets, how that sound?
Hoe’s talk, that’s the other way around
But we get on our knees and still praise them
Put on that suit and that cape and still save them
Yeah, I’m guilty of that behavior 
Chasing whores, womanizing, been through those fazes
Splurging, tipping strippers, throwing money on stages
I’ve had that addiction, I testify, it’s contagious
So I fished in that trash and got litter
Didn’t realize what I had until I hit her
That’s suicide without pulling the trigger
And what you get for thinking what you did being a nigga