This is a song about "I m the peter pan to your neverland"

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

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

Im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in a pan

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

I got masterplans for haters toss em in the fryin pan

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

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

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Thats even better i'm not that into submissive woman

You faggots had your chance to pan me, i plan to be grimy son,