This is a song about "Identity theft"

People with no identity, aren't manifesting their destiny

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Grand theft auto: vice city too

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

And dad left, uncle is in jail for theft. yeah, we're fucking blessed.

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

And make fools wanna change their identity

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

I think found where your mind was

From this identity crisis.......

My identity, i sentenced in "i dent it in" til you heard it perfect

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

You dudes fakin' your identity just like they need that bourne back.