This is a song about "Pretty young thang from the way"

Watch me imma go from struggling all the way to wealth

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

Right car with the wrong thang

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Killin' all the way from new york and east detroit,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

I'll bring the party all the way from the back to the front

While young thugs still running away from the cops

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

The metropolis horizon from this view seems pretty bland

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Take it from my girlfriend, so pretty,

There must be another route, way out

I was battling my way from the underground