This is a song about "I m rocking out"

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

M rhymes out here and ill leave these wack bitches burnt like toast

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

So drop the slam and let's get sick

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Im rocking you world, i shine

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

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

Im hot the only time that i flop is when im rocking

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Im a beast on the mic i be rocking it

Now this shit is turning to a habit

And no nigga gon love you

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo