This is a song about "I m undefeatable"

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Pepe le pew my music