This is a song about "I think i m tony"

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

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

Beautiful are thou, africa

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

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

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser