This is a song about "This lifestyle i m living got me thinking how much money i m making and the weed i m baking"

And i could see you coming home after work late

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I be ballin, they wonder why