This is a song about "Influence"

I've no dad for a good influence,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

When killins my influence

She likes the way it hits her lips

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

They were my influence to write dope,hard,emotional raps every day

Influence, pleaded you still beaten

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

We will never die, we are forever alive

The real influence to everybody who rhymes

So what is my influence?

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

But as long as my influence is life

Picture me lettin this chump survive

What influence as nigga money or fame

I wish i’ll never see you again