This is a song about "I m skital"

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I be ballin, they wonder why

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

But they sold jello in the paint

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

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Can't nothing come between me and you