This is a song about "Believe it or not"

The type of bitches that'll have you asking wether it was worth it or not

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

The dead society of a poet

I don't think i believe it

Best believe you better share it,

Or you can do better on some hate shit

You gave me hell whether or not i asked for it

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Confined as a felon—never trust or believe

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Not for anyone to read or delete it.

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Depending on whether or not it's worth it