This is a song about "Im gettingvreally good"

Okay so im tired of these niggas who they are good

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You wont exceed nor do a good deed, im clamin my victory,

Its weird but im sure as i get older it will feel good

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Im so good i need no tag team

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

That couldnt spare a buck good luck succeeding cause im still leading. i own

Now im thinkin if im gone, then im gone for good

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Better than your bitch would

Im rockin out to nirvana, smokin down on some good shit

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute