This is a song about "I m the prodigy"

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

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

Searching for fortune and fame

Emcee m b, remember the name.

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

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

No room for democracies he's the prodigy and that's his great monopolies,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

In private, not public in the streets

Get into pop even nicki, minaj with her roman follower/ not me i wanna be a prodigy/

I think you never heard the intense but it aint sexuall it's hate i aint rapping for the money

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years