This is a song about "Isaiah i m your dad"

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Carol city or was it the west

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds