This is a song about "My beging"

See my pain through my eyes,

I just shake dice

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

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The concept is so absurd

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Sing it to em' shorty

These my rhymes and my story

This is my original, my validation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

My words are my rhythm