This is a song about "They call me j"

They call me pathetic

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

But still they call me the hypocrite,

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

So much gold, they might as well call me midas b

So they just call me mr. fantastic

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Only been to one mixer but they call me a trickster

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac