Yeah *3 This is for my friends and my fans I'm for real I'm not a joke We ain't the same It's part of fame Call it battle.. I call it game Grass to grace I call it savage bitch why call me a dammie yet ur mummy calls me daddy she isn't yammy she is a granny I won a Grammy I know my rhythms so sweet they burn my haters like fire flames from the ghetto I rose I can't forget the pains I felt. I'm now enjoying the gains of my pains the blings and chains bring to me inner peace that I can't explain it's ur boy Baza.