This is a song about "I m good looking"

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

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Just looking to get groomed by niggas who's good at this

Look, just remember how that winning taste

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

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

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

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts