This is a song about "I gotta"

I gotta go, death row awaits me now,

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

I gotta stop messin around

How i'm outgoing but don't be going out

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

I gotta get out of here, i gotta make it quick

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Gotta see how i can break my limitation/

When i'm high i gotta flowin'

What up girl, tell me how you been

That's word to my mom

I gotta picture the harm

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

Why do i gotta do what i gotta do?