This is a song about "Tired of you i m a rap god p legend"

M v p like steve nash

Got my foot on the gas

I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,

I can only imagine, uncle bob

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Hoping i can succeed on rap n' not a regular job, i was begging you, god

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

And i feared that my fans say i failed

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Like eminem i feel like a rap god

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage