This is a song about "I m ripped"

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

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

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

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

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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