This is a song about "Subscribe to my blog"

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter

Retrying my luck to see, my highness reluctantly

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

To my nigga az to the fullest

Raising my fingers to critics

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Together all the timethought it was true love

My momma is a witness to my greatness

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My manipulation/ quick to affirm my action/

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Making a movie, spike work

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,