This is a song about "Identity theft"

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

My identity thrown up top, primarily,

It's a battlejust for tha big money

From this identity crisis.......

Here i go again, searching for love

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Theft and never looked back then turned to the angle of attack.

People with no identity, aren't manifesting their destiny

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Stripped of all basic necessities, given a new identity

Man going around around the world so many times i'm dizzy

They say with identity comes purpose

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Grand theft auto: vice city too

I ain't tryna diss you