I'm walking in the rain on my way home thinking to myself......damn where did I go wrong I chopping it up with God cause I'm tired of being alone but ion need Nan other bitch that gone do me wrong and it's up, feelings out that's title to my song middle finger, black hearts to the hoes did me wrong c.o.v. city shiii country boy I am a product of my environment throw it up Jamestown and I know they don't really like me when i in prison, ain't nobody write me and now that I'm home, that love talk don't excite me ima stay focused on the paper even if she one night me love, legs open very easy im telling yall the deal it ain't love, it's lusting I'm just being real gotta watch for haters and fuck the fake silent on all the moves I make precise on the aim if the shot I take keep the grass cut just to see the snakes I ain't kicking shit if the love fake won't even come around if you known to hate that's some sucker shit I can't relate gotta watch for the devils at a high rate do right in the light just to see the gates God the only one 2 judge my fate niggas can't control me that's why they hate