This is a song about "I m still here"

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

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

I"m the designated driver

Said when i do dirt wit her

I am still here but they still doubt me

Took my heart away from money

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Be if you were still here and chose to repeat dying for me if only i can imagine

But somehow i'm still standing right here

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel