This is a song about "M sery"

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

That i can only love you when you undressed

"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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

M a boy ,make my life unstoppable race...

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face