This is a song about "I m a hustler"

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

Tears that our fore fathers cry

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

M a boy ,make my life unstoppable race...

And i got them gold bottles, first place

This shit is an explicit advanced maneuver, your verse is nothin but manure,

I have to bleed a bucket full, my life is a movie rated m for mature.

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

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