This is a song about "Morgan wilson"

And i don't rely on no bitches

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

A mystical technician with cynical ambition

I fire lines with a wizadry ambition

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

You got head from my girl? yea rite. you wish

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I'm going to win that's my ambition

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I wish that life was a dvd

Those who wish to follow me,

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done