This is a song about "I m not normality"

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

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

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

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

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

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

And this the endso good luck with your career

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

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

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight