This is a song about "Stolen ability"

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Matter fact, a raptor who just had her baby stolen/

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

So the ability to hit the loins of the media see admittedly

Your stolen words go on deaf ears like a cryin mime

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

His delivery, has the ability to be proudly shown out

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

No matter how tough , the ability to do anything even when its real rough.

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

My ability with brilliancy in my bars is brilliant see.

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,