This is a song about "Speaking about a hor"

Mind fuck you and leave you speechless due to what i'm speaking

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

I'm becoming a renegade of what i'm about, nearing what i feared about...

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Always a volcano about to erupt

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Your heart is speaking out and

Wanna make a wish, how about a mop?

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Talking about a friend, of a friend