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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

I try to forget about that night, christ!

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

I don't nothing about that mac but i know about gettin' that cheese,

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

But i thought about, what's that gonna do,

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

If your man can't keep up wit you

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

As i laugh at gees that talk about blast that heat,