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"

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

Like a south paw you get letand every breath i breathe untill the moment i'm deceased

Like comedian you got no wit, not in the least i will show my fist, your new feast,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Now she got you in your neck with the knife that she was holding

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

We' ve got opportunities to create

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

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level