This is a song about "Signature"

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Got on my signature paint

Our history that they stole, africa

So manic, a rampant rant a signature of the

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Ain't afraid to go insane don't you know it's my signature?

And take these official papers and start doing your signature"

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Her pimp, walked up to her with his signature limp

Cut her up, leave the scene and my signature

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder