This is a song about "I m just like harley quinn"

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

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

I can get straight to the cash

M v p like steve nash

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

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

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I wonder why, i sit and cry

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

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

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