This is a song about "Believe i can fly but i got shot by the fbi"

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

This diss is what i got you aint gotta rap shot

But i believe i possess the right mixture of charisma

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

"by the way i can tell what you do"

Hey now got a thing for you

Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

I fired my weaponstarted steppin' in the hurricanei got shot so i droppedfeelin' a burst of pain

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dimecan't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

I mean he got chased by cops, while they all shot tasers at him

Now they fallin off like nutso on above the rim

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Believe me i want to achieve it all by being me

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

By wolfman and dracula so best believe i beast out