This is a song about "Being the motherfucking man"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Sleeping with the fishes like a motherfucking otter.

I run the motherfucking system, when i want, i perk it too,

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

The motherfucking trigger fires as it hits the cement

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

I'm from the motherfucking motherland brother man

I run the motherfucking system, when i want, i perk it too,

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Are my ticket to being the richest man on earth

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it