This is a song about "I m a badman"

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

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

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

Look, just remember how that winning taste

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

Huh, i can't interpret her

I"m the designated driver

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

Who's next to release? we guillotine them