This is a song about "Bones are like m m s"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

I'mma do this fast or slow

Thinks they can play in my m-o

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines