This is a song about "My fucken limp"

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

But now invisible cells around your brain

This girl at seven eleven is fucken cute

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

It's now fucken done you lose

Cause your life fucken blows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

N i'm not fucken sorry

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Obtaining permission, fucken deceiving opposition