This is a song about "Me being a better person"

Shades: lv was a little dough

Not a morning person, hell no

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Change shit and become a better people person

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Give me a smoke so i enjoy the view even better.

Riding around with ms. reece and them

You cant handle me in person,

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Boggled when you read a poem about me being bottled up

I'm still searching, does that not make me a real person?

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them