This is a song about "I am ur moma"

The women think i am

Self made self paid man

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Ur body lookin when i walk by

I gotta question for you man

Then you'll find that i am,

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

So i severed your head and ur throat

Been running around trying find a job

I am not powerless, i am powerful

Ok now everythings wonderful

Sometimes i wonder, am i off?, am i involved in

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids