This is a song about "Where i m fr"

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

I dropped another classic

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Can barely walk the city streets

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression