This is a song about "Ruing away form a figt"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Start form scratch and do a rewrite

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

It's a struggle,it's fading away

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

Number seven, rap's supposed to be a form of expression

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Imagining a menagerie of images fading away/

And my niggas say

To a land far far away

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

The form of a zombie 'n' but with too much coffee, folly hobby, too floppy.

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

And can make it into a form which only he can express