This is a song about "I m riding"

Half your body laying on my chest

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

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

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Can't nothing come between me and you

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

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

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

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

I ain't hugging the corner, but i hustle so enormous