This is a song about "I m gonna"

So let me tell you about this guy

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

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

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

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

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

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

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

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit