This is a song about "Be i m real"

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

But i listen here and all i see clear is you may be real hard

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

Need size to be wise i'm real so i feel

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here