This is a song about "Believe what you see"

Why bother writing what you don't believe in?

I know they pay me too much of attention

Tries and tries despite what you believe

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Keep on smoking till you pass out is what i believe in

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

See my genitalia like that's what you went to see/

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

You don't believe me, why don't you come see

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

And to survive is to believe in what you say,

Before you see what i'm rated

Every day was a saturday, shit

It's what you believe you can become.

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb