This is a song about "I m a bad ass"

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

I have very short patience because a lot of rap's bad

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

I am not a criminal, bad and misunderstood

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

Alas im past average in fact im a bad ass kid

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

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

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Bad azz gonna act a dog ass and ya'll already know this

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I'll drop your ass like bad habits, feel the wrath of a menace,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love