This is a song about "My awsomeness"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This is my original, my validation

Must be something you want me to see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My words are my rhythm

If you wanted a date, don't come

Right flows down and they might go nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Top 10 in my category

These my rhymes and my story

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Let me go like this, ready for whatever