This is a song about "Expression daily"

An expression of obsession with life, just a little bit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

What influences me to rap is the greatness of expression,

But i brought people back from the ledge on the daily,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

So i could see a part of me that wasn't always shady

I spit like i'm slim shady, cause i kill rappers daily

Cause i be rappin on a daily basis

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Here's my generic expression/ pot is being grown in california/

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Writing rhymes all day is my form of expression

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Fuck it music's for expression so my mind'll be unveiled