This is a song about "I m good and gone"

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

The pain is gone then i read it and its back again.

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

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

I give you options baby flip a coin

(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

And once i'm dead and gone

My sim card's the bomb

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Usually i get time to get gone and lost in my mind