This is a song about "My confession"

Tryna get a confession i'm no criminal i just had to learn a lesson

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america

My flow is somethin like a church and every verse a confession nigga!

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Or confession shredded skin thats what

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

What up girl, tell me how you been

Strictly cali bud that's no confession

In the chair of confession i dont have the heart to speak to you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk