This is a song about "Frost being a stick and bring retarted"

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Blow up and being in a position

Whack out my cock and stick it in a broad

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Your white and tryna act black , stick to being white i'll stick to firing

Now momma told me be careful who you love

And to bring them down i'm a bit over zealous/

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

Take a blade out and bring them to their knees

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Wonder if they take it all back

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

Ive got a sick and evil mind,stick your head inside a bee hive,

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies