This is a song about "Georgia economic charity defense and daily life"

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

You take it in the shitter like daily and come out claiming

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I can confess that i used a hammer and sickle for defense

And that's who imma be on a daily basis

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

And its ironic he was pulling me off bert when we fought, he wanted all the respect he could get

Not even aquaman,i will clark kent on a daily and not plan it im on top and they cannot stand it

When schools do charity, assuming that apparently,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

For some charity, now that's hilarity

I stalk you daily and nightly

But make sure if they do see

Im beating rappers daily

God mc oh my god you gotta see