This is a song about "I m yours"

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

And i wonderwhere will i be next year

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Our children must be taught, of africa

I never would hurt yours but you pray that injure mine

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

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

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

I never crack i got that chap stick