This is a song about "My nikkas"

My words are my rhythm

I just wanna go to the slum

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Young'n in the fader like laundry

These my rhymes and my story

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised