This is a song about "All my raps original"

This is my original, my validation

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I'm honest, original like an aboriginal with my games

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I'm fucking original, ask leo, my zodiac,

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Act bad & outrageous / when i kick my raps

This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about

And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

I ask myself "what influences my raps?"...

And my fucking strategy, is to kill all those who raps are plain stupidity, you lack

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back