This is a song about "My alter egoes"

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

I just shake dice

See my pain through my eyes,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Would it alter the course of my history?

Malcom sex is just an alter ego

I make you feel like it is 10 below

My streaks my testament.

And bijies like im out and

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My own unknown is my enemy,