This is a song about "I m fabulous"

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

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

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I"m the designated driver

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

Penncounting pennys over tha years