This is a song about "My status on facebook"

Need to recognize my status, i'm the baddest, that is certain

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Zombie status, bloody scenes like round eighteen

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

She hooks up with the guy, chatting with him on facebook,

I mean the shit is, fred hampton on your campus

You propel women into goddess like status

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Everyone use facebook on me.

I'm on that first place status, never second or below third

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Beat 'em up, and see them go on facebook to make them crap status.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I explode up like supernovas status of jehovah