This is a song about "Lord your got the smile that s eached in my mind you ve got the strength to make me perfect in satisfied"

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

In the relationship,but your body perfect , you really worth it

I got my mind sold by the devil, bought in dollars got it for twenty

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

On another level of devil so double the bass and hit the treble

See the devil in me, it's essential in this rap game that you got potential

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

Tryna make the perfect odds like he got a fetish

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Your the kid that got bullied back in preschool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see