This is a song about "Personal hygenie"

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Just know when your mom says she going to one of her "personal healing",

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

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

And this the endso good luck with your career

So please don't take it personal, the ending is clear

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I go for my personal best