This is a song about "I m about that sacc"

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

Look, just remember how that winning taste

The things that i can rap about that is real

I got to make sure that i can play here

Well i don't know, how about that

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

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

So everything retro come across so corny

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Strive to get what i deserve i am not sorry about that

When love comes callin', don’t love back

I have to laugh about that