This is a song about "I m a rider need to come u"

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

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

U need to learn all the shit...and i juz need to improvise

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

I do what i need to survive, competition and beef is what makes my spirit come alive

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

People tellin u i condemn u to a bad life

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

I need kylle tha crocodile, to come over and show everyone how to rhyme with style,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

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