This is a song about "They want to know if i still got it"

They want to know what it's like,

Why we gotta fight

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Watch me fuck all these bitches

You want to know what time it is

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Curious to know if others are still asleep to the session

They say they want the fury but they dont know where it hides,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

Bars i got them/if they want some real spits i got phlegm /top speed with my

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

If you want it i got it

I put the nigga in his casket