This is a song about "Born to be wild"

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

You had to be born on a highway because thats were most accidents happen.

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

But in a way it's alright cause we're born to die

I was born to do the damn thing

They are not confident when im talking

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

To this dude u meet, u a wild animal

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I may be the illest emcee to be born here in this time of the century

Little pressure to improve because clever was born great

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Young gifted and black born to win

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Virgin mary's son; he was born to be the holy one