This is a song about "I would kill my self for madison"

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Some kill for millions, i sold my soul for pennies son!

How proud i would have had you made, but through self-pity i forgave you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Some thing i keep to my self

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I can control it i tell my self every day, what can i be for

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Rough weeks, and teenagers would kill for arousing prospects,

When i rhyme and spit /and write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in

I have no self determination, but im always up for rhyme elimination,

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Thank my self and floyd, for standing on my feet

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Where would i be if it wasn't for my family