This is a song about "Israa is a cutie"

Believe........ love is not a myth,

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Fuck fame, fuck money

Is a necessity,

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

There is such a fierce competition

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Every day, a star is born,

Don't realize this is a diss

Cause ignorance is bliss

This how i hear it different

This is a handicap match and