This is a song about "I m going"

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

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

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

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

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

That happen to act like a black president

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!