I would say ide stand for my little brother, But im the youngest from my mother, Even though im not her own, She loves me more then the other, Who left me at the hospital, Trama hurt me psychologocal, But im adaptable, To a setback thats classical, Writting all this on my own and calling it autobiographical, Calloway unstopable, Spitting the lyrics that are factual, This is actually me doing it non of this is virtual, Because i wrote the annual manual for spitting these flows now im eating these pussies so call me a cannabal, Damn son, Walking in here with the and 1s, Really not doing this for the money, Im doing this to have fun, Why do i need to carry a strap when no one even fucks with me, Because the only thing i do is spit on some tracks and toke some weed, Before you hurt my crew, You need to look closely, Im gonna tell you straight up honestly, That you need to step back when i count to 3, Rattatattat you wernt fast enough, Almost got arrested cuz i play to much, 12 pulling up on my own block, When mom opened the door you better believe she was in shock, Her little baby my get locked up, Over some shit he did that was stupidly thought up, Ive been screwed more then once, Fuck with me bitch you the dunce, Then i fucking slay these cunts, In my vision, Not talking about women, Still worked out even though the play on words wasnt exactly my intention, Calloway