This is a song about "So get rest son"

(well, maybe you sould get some rest)

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

So rest in peace in my hand

Whatever it takes to live and stand

And i am one of one

Get on my level son

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Get more props than you've got in your whole life son

You dread me like im haitian, get the fuck up out my face son

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

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

You piss me off son .......and i'ma get you ima get you,