This is a song about "The stankness of my funk"

Don’t you be holding back, your love

The wrath of my verses.

In the back of my mind

To my unborn child

Take the walk of my life

Hop in and let me test drive

With the content of my composition

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

They rock n rollin bring tha funk to the whole nation/

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

The essence of my mind, the essence of a crime

The death of my father is the reason for my hate...

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state