This is a song about "Niggahs with attitude"

Strong to add up attitude and words that belong to adults

Intimate when i spit my irreverent testaments

And with my attitude the same

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Im hurting so bad you niggahs must be blind

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Wanted another niggahs like a first draft pick

As for your attitude, there's no substitute

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Better change this attitude, unless i wanna be down on the floor

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Don't fuck with me now, know that i've got an attitude,

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Cuz you have to have talent and the right attitude

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot