This is a song about "Personal statements"

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

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

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

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

Personal bus driver, take you to school and church too

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

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

Their personal items destroyed

Ridin' in that black joint

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

Liberal bigots had tried to make clever statements,

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow