This is a song about "Im baddas"

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Im saying im worthless

On the slow jam of love

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Im confused and distressed, happy yet im depressed

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Nigga im elegant ,im elegant

Top ranked, number one my son

After im gone im forgotten

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Im like nah im on that delonte west