This is a song about "Imagine"

Hard to imagine karma that people get

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

And just imagine how the world changed me,

Imagine a life of peace but livin' like an assassin

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

And lead tha whole team

Imagine living in a dream

Thats something i couldn't even imagine.

Come get some, you little bum

Because i see right through your disguise

Imagine flying through the skies

Super-rapper reaching heights you will never imagine

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun