This is a song about "I m so famius"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

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

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

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

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

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Our children must be taught, of africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

It wont happen cuz i m quick to ''drop '' u so called monsters/