This is a song about "Born a roman and went apostolic"

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

Born two eleven father gone two a zero and an eleven

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Born and raised in a swirled twirled hip hop world

Went up in eastland and shot a policeman

My talent should take me places i've never been

Smoked a bowl n' burned my eyebrows and went into dire shock

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Every day, a star is born,

Fire breathe and can fly like a dragon born

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Get dennis hopper wasted, hop a jet and get born.

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn