This is a song about "I m a man"

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

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

Once i knew a good man

Pushing in my mama van

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

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

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

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