This is a song about "How i got the ryhmes"

The angels are baffled how well i entangle,

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I know i’m 'bout to kill it, how you know? i got that feeling

I learned from the best cuz im the one that taught me how, taught me how

Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now

How can i convey this

I ask him how the bad bitches

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Can't beleive the ryhmes i have read

I got a lot of shit inside that i don't know how to release,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Reminiscence where i came from, or how i got this, don't matter

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Burnin up my fever is back, that's how i got ill

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will