This is a song about "I m lost inside"

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

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

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

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I feel so broke inside

Couple grand when i rock the night

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I must be different inside

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right