This is a song about "Im come clean"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Im on my come up and when im done

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Im scared to die psych, no longer afraid of fright death will come despite

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Come homie how you gon' deny the fact im one of the best

Im sorry but i cant come back to you.

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I stayed in the game and im never gonna quit,, i come back more slick,

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Im gna take the race come back on one of these later dates

But when i come out im like a blood thirsty shark, then people are gone

Searching for answers, that's human nature, you ain't in the wrong

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

Starin at the wall, heard a scream