This is a song about "I m a heartbreaker"

To liberate yourselves, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

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

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

But they sold jello in the paint

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Keep the bitches on my dick