This is a song about "Something but make it suitable for kids miku does the test of being a great pop star in this ring of joystick verse"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Face it bastards, this rap is a verbal joystick that i use to dictate the masses

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as strippers on poles

Slit throat put a wide hole in ya skull bigger then the size of ring rolls.

This is my last chance to make something of myself,

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

When their in the state of beind down while others are great

I'm something out of place like a women not in the kitchen

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

It star-ted to feel #right, the l#east of my repelling