This is a song about "Man up"

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Man i got so fucked up, i passed out on the floor

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Like pac said, man keep your head up even when you're fed up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

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

Man explode his medulla, leave em soaking up oozing,

So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving

Man explode his medulla, leave em soaking up oozing,

From l.a. to mississippi, the south, man i just ran up,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Later on the grown up was running the map man