This is a song about "Am out"

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Except i am dragging you into the water instead of out, i am on a mission

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

I am the realest rapper out and imma be rollin with my clique

Here i am, let's get this started out, alright?

I seem to love these whips - a white

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Now am bouncing out surround sound

The women think i am

Still the man with the pan

I send out my lyrical rings//i am a titan/hip hop giant//the one who speaks and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Sleepless stupor, 3 am

Hoppin' out a van