This is a song about "I got enemys got a lot of enemys"

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Using midgets as gimmicks. she got a lot of game, she don't need a name to acclaim

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

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

A rocker kid, you in the hospital, and got a lot of slits,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Still on my grind, got a lot of kids at home

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Just a little push and i got a lot of pull

Yeah you know i've got a lot of motherfuckin' problems,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Know there's a lot of artists but i got the best palette to destroy you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due