This is a song about "I feel that"

I know that sometimes we make you feel disrespected,

Message from the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I feel that my rhymes spill and they mind bog-gle

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

I know they pay me too much of attention

I can feel the sin that is creeping in

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

I feel like it's an issue that we need to tackle

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Especially when i feel failure, it gives me that sense of shame

I got that shit that makes you feel alright

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Knowing that i rhyme just to feel alright,