This is a song about "There s 10 of me"

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Hello? is there anybody out there?

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

Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me

There weight on my shoulders, but none of them, there for me,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Till the game`s over they are still watching me

God mc oh my god you gotta see

S on my chest like a superman vest

That happen to act like a black president

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Remind me who was always fucking there?

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,