This is a song about "You got me singin a song"

Write like you got an imprimatur, every song a revolver

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

So if you got a problem confront me with it.

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

"you already wrote the gay song

But just when it gets good, she's gone

You got the whole song confused,its hard out here for a trick.

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

Singin' to a man while they played piano

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours