This is a song about "I m ready"

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

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

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

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

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

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

My records sell, yes sir

I"m the designated driver