This is a song about "Personal culture"

Their personal items destroyed

Ridin' in that black joint

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

My own personal blimp saying,"nobody is above."

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Fuck a personal foul, i'm just hurtin' 'em now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

If i die today was it business? was it personal?

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol