This is a song about "Rap and many man"

And my kick game beyond crazy

Man this is real rap with no fee

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

God influenced and made me to rap, to change the meaning so many people can hear it

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

So many protests and violations of the laws many were exiled

I rap i know i aint half bad right? but how many niggas you done clapped

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Just the scissors and the razor blades and many of the bodies,

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

So many massacres, suiciders and arsonists

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

So many of us, must be seven hundreds, many proppers and eleven others

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers