This is a song about "My kinda guy"

The story of my life. it's really kinda shit.

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I keep it professional so my actions are kinda skeptical/

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

A far reach from them rap dudes

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

I'm losing supply up on high that no lie and i'ma bout to apply for my old guy

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

See your that kinda guy that disses but freezes

My whole persona's kinda laid back like a recliner

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Then my mom met this guy, yeah he seemed nice