This is a song about "I m coler"

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

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

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

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

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