This is a song about "I can t be your superman"

She's a part time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

You my master i can be your slave

And i just love your flashy ways

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Guns spray your way so you can say your gonna be drowned.

I can see your drastic flaws

Speed up, patience, please cause

The one who can´t even show a real smile

When it comes to spitting that fire

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

I can see all your guts

Look in the mirror

I can be the winner.