This is a song about "Bitch i m fabulous"

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

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

But they sold jello in the paint

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

That's the window into the sky

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo