This is a song about "Me being on fir"

Nothins stopping me from being rich

But deep down, i don't really like you bitch

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Come on tell me why quit being that guy,

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Im tired of being slepted on

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

Just for me being weird in the past/

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,

Being insane on my brain im crazy,

Place no one above ya, sweet lady