This is a song about "I m a hustler"

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

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

I"m the designated driver

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

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

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

What the fuck happened to rap when

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

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

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Suave of a persona of a street hustler combining with theory's weaving of

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

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