This is a song about "I i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i"

I thought that i would maybe

That's the way, you can move it baby

I messed up i guess, i will admit

So get up off that slave ship

I though i was red hot

And i don't make no bed rock

Man i hustle, i hustle.

I got rich from a little struggle

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

But i swear i don't bite,

Parallel on the other side

But like i said i tried, i

I be ballin, they wonder why

I gotta tell you that my love is true

I regret how i treated you