This is a song about "I like all music i m not a gold digger wtf"

Bitch, i will throw you like a soccerball, not at all,

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

//-_- wtf did i just write...

And if i want to go outside

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

I said fuck that im not abusive, been doin it for a while, you know writin music?

But for long time i had gone cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

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

And this the endso good luck with your career