This is a song about "Oliver moore"

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

If guns is for pussies i'd still pull out that smith and wesson

Back the fuck up, i'm on a rampage like jackson

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Im a thriller like mike jackson,stardom na im already a star im shooting pass them

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

You can read what i say on twitter, im the loud-mouth jaden smith

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun