This is a song about "I m vip"

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

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

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

You a lady boss, now you fly free

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

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Pepe le pew my music