This is a song about "Got an a"

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

I got an adult's hardheadedness, but a teenager's rage,

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

But i've got an appetite of a bulimic,

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I got an evil gang the only thing to hear is a bang that sprang from their

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

The horse lied, i've got an odd mind

You got an energy inside to be great

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

A prison, i guess i got an addiction, i'm driven, livin with a vision and a mission, bitch listen

I got an epidemic in ma blood called a rapping

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king