This is a song about "Jish your slacking"

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Your on fire.. your on fire

Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

One night love: i'mma need that

Grown men in this game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Or something that you paid for

Your eyes it's my paradise, your