This is a song about "You reposted in the wrong neighborhood"

Zig zag and swishers, blazing it up in the neighborhood

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

You in my neighborhood they'd drive-by for steppin' on turf,

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

The saftey man had it wrong when said youre in good hands

Like i showed you the puzzle with your piece in the wrong place

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

You bitches are in the wrong time and wrong place

Put expressions in their music and create the face

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

I know you ain't the fucking wrong one

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Going in the wrong direction until the vibes kick in