This is a song about "Personal space"

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

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Their personal items destroyed

Ridin' in that black joint

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

Personal assault, how could her father do that to his lover