This is a song about "How i feel"

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how i feel

Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Aight elite for real one take dawg and i'm up outta here

Im about to tell you what i think and how i feel

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

I speak from experience, i know how you feel

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

God knows how i feel about my life, how i feel about holding up white men with a sharpened knife,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice