This is a song about "I set goals"

Stand up misses i love your ambition

Sometimes i let anger set in

When a rapper tells me about their goals, i know it's fictional,

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Throw what i wore and let the threat of the core of life set,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

That's why i never claimed i was the best

I set up these rhymes like a tent.

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift