This is a song about "At the library"

Huddling mumbling wondering where the drugs at

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

75,000 plus at the attendance at the grandest stage on em all

21 straight wins at the event

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Over me the same peeps that have died

Patroling the streets at night,

Uhh, look at me and look at yourself and see the difference

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

I'm at the apex, your at the nadir

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

I'm shooting at the bullshit,