This is a song about "What a man is"

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Ain't a gimmick, man i live it, my style is an image,

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

But what you seeing is a threat

Not making any sense cause a box is what they home is..is what i don't like!

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

Oh my a man-toad? is he whole or twin sets

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

Man... this don't feel right... this is an emergency, what if i can't stop it this time?

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Being a bad man these days is so overrated,

This man is a murderer; he is not who he is supposed to be

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry