This is a song about "I m not babblin"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I"m the designated driver

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

Our nation have to bow, africa

No fake doctor in my name, and it's not capped off by m c

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

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

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse