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"

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

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

And i feared that my fans say i failed

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

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