This is a song about "I made my passion my paycheck"

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Thy art is murder death is passion aline your heads on my

When i became eleven. same age i made my first confession,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I made her my baby mama

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

I abandoned my father, he lost his honor, made me suffer

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

So i made my own family, my own crew!

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

I'll destroy you so easily and quickly like it's my passion,

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

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

I abandoned my father, he lost his honor, made me suffer

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger