This is a song about "S on my chest"

I feel a sharp pain in my chest,

Hold my tears i tried my best

When i run b-town i got size 11's on my feet

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Terrorist, bomb on my chest, jealous cuz i'm better than the rest,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Takes the weights off my chest

Life has put her to the test

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Can't bear the sight of kings on my chest, it's not too swell

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

So i signed my name and dotted my i's but only on her chest.