This is a song about "I m coming"

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

I just want somebody i can see

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

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

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

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

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die