It’s only right we on top/All you copycat niggas, stop, man, that ain’t right/It’s only right that I gas/Only right I still whoop a niggas ass, yeah, it’s only
Ty takes a step back and lets his rapper buddies get their moment in the sun. It’s more menacing than other songs, and doesn’t mince words as far as ideas go. This is an unabashed homeboy decree, a schooling on how buddies should treat each other. And while we all can’t buy cars for our friends it is a notion that can be extended by showing love, like he does in dedicating this album to a comrade.