This is a song about "U about that nut shit"

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

I brag about a lot of shit that i should be ashamed of,

Ask around about me, niggas know i spit that real shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

But all the that shit that u talked i embraced it!

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

You rap like crap it aint like that better u know how to spit or stop throwing shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

My brain is fuckin racing shit i'm spacing like a plain nut

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Funny shit about that sucking dick... i must admit, your man is great

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Unless it’s about shit that i’ve never even experienced

I talk about real shit

You, you, you have to pay for that