This is a song about "I m real"

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase