This is a song about "I m black insane"

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

But i still rap like a black

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

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

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

I understand that you think i'm insane,

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim