This is a song about "Coming out of your shell"

Is that sweat coming of your brow, think you can play with the guns click clack blow

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

It's just repeated words coming out of every teenagers mouths,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

You egotistical bastard, cannot stop the gold coming out of this jackpot/

Punched the shit out of your consciousness, your light's out

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

I let of my nine and let the shell burst through your spine

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I see your love and radiance coming out of michael my son,