This is a song about "U peace of garbage"

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Everything just gathers, couldn’t get a peace of mind

Lexus with me for the night pick up hoes with my bitch

Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage

Better leave it all behind

Peace of mind, a piece in mind

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

No its fucking peace of mind!

From the womb, my newborn child

Taken over my thoughts over powering like breach of tha peace

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

So he gets a fuckin minute of peace to himself

When you beef with me, no peace as of now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow