This is a song about "No i don t"

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see