This is a song about "Penn manor"

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Got a seat, ain't gon budge

Dreamin on a lullaby

Holding those same doubts, asking god why.

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

With the talent chosen you valid broken record holder

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

I stay, taking my domain, that would be a sign for you to get a brain/

Handed down talent from the broke land

And bijies like im out and

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Now i've up-graded to taxicab, i'm in the hall of fame,