This is a song about "The what i got"

No matter what type or hype it got, i never stop

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

On the first level, amma show you what i got

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I got what i wanted , and i wanted to be free.

Now i got ya attention ya know what the hell i’m saying.

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

This diss is what i got you aint gotta rap shot

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Checked for my machete yeah i got this opened the door guess what saw shit

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Hoes are what i don't chase, i got no time to waste

Im always stayin hot, ssc is what i got,

We popping bottles, it don't stop