This is a song about "Let a nigga try me try me i m a get his whole mothafuckin family and i ain t playin with nobody fuck around and i m a catch a body"

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Fuck all you niggas that try and discredit me , i'ma live a life and when i

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I never had a family, except my gang and me

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Get a little bit a this and bitches cannot catch me

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

I wish a mother fucker would try me,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see