This is a song about "I m the joke"

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

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

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Bitches think im lying but the rap game, aint no joke.

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

All because of the skin that you're wearing. it's no joke

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate