This is a song about "I m cold"

Used to call me the african don dada

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

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

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

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

I"m the designated driver

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

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

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

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds