This is a song about "Im 21 becoming a father"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

To focus solely on handling my responsibilities as a father

Never wish this upon any of enemies, father suffering the penalties

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I got a father who believes in me

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Im a vicious person, im extremely malicious, ive always been ambitious,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process.

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

Then you beg and plead as if you they needed their approval which is not becoming