This is a song about "I m grindin"

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

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

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

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...