This is a song about "I m talking about that boy johhny sappi and vithu"

I'm talking about lain that insane in the brain piece of pain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

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

And this the endso good luck with your career

Ugh what the fuck am i talking about im high righ now, and i still rhyme fly,

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

But you never know i could, be talking about a diffrent place,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

You fags know; boy, i got toys, ain't talking 'bout hasbro

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

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