This is a song about "I m a nigga don t mess withme"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

You don;t thin anymore

I got soul, there's more in store

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

I make a mess as the day progresses

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

In the streets ,i guess this shit is a mess

When i was a little kid i was a total mess

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

It's a battlejust for tha big money