This is a song about "I m me"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

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

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

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

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

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race