This is a song about "This is a song about dicks"

Searching for answers, that's human nature, you ain't in the wrong

Out i and i use them for ping pong this is raps theme song

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

// this song is all about the inequality in the world

But this song is infinitely finished

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

This song is an atomic bomb and i'm holding rap hostage

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

'til it's like a mile long

This is my break-up song,

But they aint religious, this song is contagious, like its a fuckin sickness,

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

//this song is me not realizing facts until now