This is a song about "Prodigy"

Im something like a prodigy

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I'm the/ rap diablo's prodigy

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

It's him, it's me, the one holy, prodigy stashing keys like secrete

I'm a prodigy, shit a legend in the making

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

You are all just wannabe's who see me as a prodigy/

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Bother me to flow the prodigy child not too hot or too mild running miles

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

No room for democracies he's the prodigy and that's his great monopolies,