This is a song about "I m hot"

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

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

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

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

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

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

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

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

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

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin