This is a song about "I m a business man with standards"

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

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

Get with it if ya wanna take business

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

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

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Take a look cause i'm back in business,

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was