This is a song about "What are thoose"

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

And my bars are what they examinin'//

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Cause you are. you must be a slave that what you are that sucks on cocks and

Jimmas are foreseen if you know what i mean,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

And now these eyeballs are turning and the fingers are pointing..."looka what he's becoming."

What the fuck are you thinkin

They gon' love me for my ambition

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

What are we to do when our days are in a deep grey?