This is a song about "All my frends are gd"

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Where all the babylon plants are under my hand

Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page

It seems like my raps are all about rage

Now it's time to eat

My skills they are all weak

And all i could think was retaliation fuck everything, haters are my motivation

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Because all my fans are around the age of 12 years old

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

My raps are elegant,excellent,i contain all of the elements

Look at my gallery , those who i've challenge are all victims of battery, and forget

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check