This is a song about "This who i an"

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

It makes me mad to where i want to beat the person who did this to you,

I embarrass fools, there's no one on this earth who could rescue you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

//alright. here we go. this is who i am.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I am the dame who breaks the face of her mate who became an ogre

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Now i have this girl, who changed me for keeps

Who makes up stories with an act who plays tough

Together all the timethought it was true love

I was addicted to the shit, working for an extended clip, i wanted to stick to this script.

Development to try make it intelligent, irrelevant. signs of the subject