This is a song about "You are my slave"

What do i really need

But a slave to my own street.

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Showing you're a slave to want, every time i see you flaunt

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Say you through will all my foul ways

After this ill make you my slave,

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

I'm a slave to my own rage, no blonde in this world is safe.

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

You are inferior to my material.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will