This is a song about "Kyree griffin"

Bringing out the inner animal

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

About god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit.

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

I will crush this timid misfit with my lifted spirit

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Bitch i am in your head.

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Winning isn't anything if you don't have a full locked spirit.

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

Give us the spirit of mandela

Its made me an animal

I got rich from a little struggle