This is a song about "Cuz i want"

Niggas want the fame i want the glory

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Cuz the gun is at ya dome you don't want to hear it talk

I put the nigga in his casket

Cuz the more i contemplate it

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Cuz i shook renew my size

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

I want respect not likes, i want them checks off mikes

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

But i keep my cool, because i love them, and i dont want em gone cuz im not a fool,

I want to feel the elevation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

So imma act hard on whoever i want whenever i want cuz my logic

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit