This is a song about "Man of many words wracked often even when i miss solitude"

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

You know i've been told many times that when i rhyme i'm misusing these words,

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Its often i don't even know who i am,

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Cuz when i leave, i know she'll miss me

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

I miss when we use to lay and get frisky

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

This shit was crazy, 'cause i used many swear words like fuck you.

When so many of us fought hard, know we came from nothing,

Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

When i spit i murder emcees and stack words