This is a song about "M killing all the rappers"

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Genocide, tell me what is all the killing for,

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

As to me all the other rappers are just clay

All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

All the other rappers are simple like retards

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

I"m the designated driver

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Have all the rappers calling me out all spit a rhyme

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...