This is a song about "Imma nigga"

You chris, i rock

Imma ball till i drop

I'm on my own shit

Imma get deported

But imma make it far

'bout to get my other car

Imma celebrate when i made it

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Imma come out a winner

Imma spit this angry rap

So i'm one with that

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Imma look at the stars,

The drug that they brain need

And imma make these hoes bleed