This is a song about "Mists tung twista"

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

The life of a rapper, swimming in champagne

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

She butt-naked swimming, i'm paying for no attention

So get up, its time to start nation building

Naked skin swimming, my chin forbidding

Some are already up there, while most the rest are swimming,

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

It's mystical, the way them dealers got the swimming pools,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

It's like i'm owner of

I feel my work ain't enough