This is a song about "My rap song"

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

And that's why my insane mind's be telling to do this song

So this to you, i present, is my final song.

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song

This song is an atomic bomb and i'm holding rap hostage

I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

This is my break-up song,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

This is my rap song, now it my vacation