This is a song about "A day in a life of a pimp"

The pain of the memories of you in the hospital last, forever and a day it seems.

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Another life without a reason, another day without a meaning

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

I'm like a fuckin pimp, get em stood on corners getting rich//

Take your hat off and get to cuttin: kung lao on that bitch

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

To become a pimp, no drugs or tobacco

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp