That Mutha fucker called me a bitch, repeat 4x but im not having it. repeat chorus twice when God bless me, some men feel envy... cant stand, God's plan, for me.. rising up like Angels. trying to strangle, my life and love. I'm tired but im fighting, everyday. no lying, just trying, to rise above it, stop pushing and shoving, and gloved up like in a boxing ring. id rather rap and sing. and bring peace on every level.. i got a shovel for all the bullshit. scoop it up like target. or disregard it. the truth is truth. even if you don't want to listen... its my mission to warn you .. now do you...its on you