This is a song about "I m back nigga"

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

You already are caged

Never had a chance to try

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Picture a place that they exist, together

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

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