This is a song about "You gave me butterflies in my stomach"

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

To livin in a house with food my stomach

...my god gave me permission

Catch you up on places i've been

Go where you ain't been

...my god gave me permission

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Feeling like tyson got me in the stomach and i got knocked down.

In my mom's stomach, came out like a deer

We put a wreath on niggas' career

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Horror rage, gave me deep scratches round my eyes

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

And you gave me life , you looked at me

Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see