This is a song about "Wwher im goingvi"

Pocket racked up all big faces

Im grinning while im spitting this

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Im gonna rap to prove im good

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Im gonna be rapping till im decomposed

Im saying im worthless

Is there any love

Killing these niggas off quick

Im still loaded, im loaded

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap