This is a song about "Id"

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Id die for anyone that believed in this shit

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Id be killing corrupt mother fuckers, peadophiles and rapists

Get fucked like me, but i say fuck my public id,

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

Id hang it up but the frame is cracked

Celebrate the very day that she get past

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Cause i knew id make it one day

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

I mean id like to control my two different lives

The lovely teedra moses

Been months youd think id be over this

Id rather be a man, satisfied by a grain of rice

Living underground like a godfather buried alive