This is a song about "Jensens rachet"

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

For me the sky was never the limit nor the height

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

Spittin' primitive like pissin' and dismissin' puttin' the lid up

Metaphysics are the limit of my perfectionist exhibit,

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Using multiple syllables a minute it looks like i'm spitting to the limit

Am i sick ?cause i'm addicted to get spliftedwatch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted

Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming

You rappers can hold your head, while this nut i'm busting.

Took your rattle, bib, book and paddle so you have to improvise

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live