This is a song about "A man that youlove"

Guilty beyond reason, i'm a man that insights high levels of treason.

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

With that kind of rationale man i got half a mind

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Im the backstabber that put a knife in my man

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

A man was fucking crazy that person was sick

But like a sharpie on carpet, that shit's permanent, man.

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

And the sex will lock her down see my stick is the gavel

Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel

Nah that ain't cool i ain't a fucking working man

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Thakingpin is the man that turns the mic to a graveyard