This is a song about "I m to good"

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

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

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

Blowin on good, shits going so good i'm starting to think i was chosen

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Now momma told me be careful who you love

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Don't talk to me cause i aint a good listener/

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue