This is a song about "I m not normality"

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

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

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

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...