This is a song about "Im just a young nikka out redhook"

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

For crying out loud im just a white boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Yeah im rocken gold/ nikka u rocked silver/ ull never get thant shit/ kuz yo life is bitter/

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

I'm just a young and up-and-coming rapper who's got nothing/

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Im just waiting for a volunteer,

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

Lady at the frank stand will

Im just waiting for a volunteer,

Im just a lost soul tryna figure out what my mission is,

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Versace versace im a young nigga thats rockin that versace

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay