This is a song about "I pad"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I started on this pad, then i'll be on tv

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Rap pad where i take the lines from the open box

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

But i whip out the pad and think

The former, position of a pimp

I rule rappad while you bitch is wearing a pad.

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Now adays i could care less and say so be it and rap as a pad associate.

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Caged, and the wonder is seen

I got the pad when i was sixteen,

Not too long, i signed up for this pad.

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack