This is a song about "Im a repp legand"

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Im a scintillating paragon demonstrating lexicon

I never crack i got that chap stick

Cuz im a quick mutherfcker im a sick pig

My records sell, yes sir

Because im a sinner,

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Like im bout catch, a halfway

Now im laying like a rug.

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen