This is a song about "Dis rap"

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Hustle for dis country money

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I rap for the ones that actully give a dam haha i fu*king dis the ones that

You're that secret place

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings