This is a song about "Prophecy"

I am the kinda guy waiting for a fuckin prophecy. i shit on the mic like the rhino

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

My boy matty p's ferocity speaks prophecy

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Wish for a prophecy, hope for fewer bad signs

I came to the world now the prophecy is fulfilled,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

People wanna commonly call me a rappin prophecy/

Back and forth with this bull shit is this the prophecy

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

I'm the prophecy ,your the bitch