This is a song about "Center"

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

I'm at the center of the epicenter right after the quake//

Shout to them girls in the club that don't fuck with they professors

I'm the center of terror /you better remember ur errors

Givin back the sand til we center rock

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

He would never be the center of attention, never even tasted

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

69. but still busting raps in the retirement center,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

You gonna find ya self in the trauma center,

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever

With ya girl on another man's private center.

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

As i enter the vicinity i'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity