This is a song about "Lady of legend"

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

They bow on there knees to this mother fucking legend

Get high on the white lady

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Outta i am legend i feel the pressure

Baby, you know who you are

And then your legend dies forever

Boy get off your so called little lady,

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

Somethin like a legend so i pre-meditated,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit