Extra Credit Analyze this poem

War, war, war!
Talkin' bout y'all's such a bore
I'd rather talk about moi

Like do you know the cost of A.K.'s up in Africa?
Twenty dollars ain't shit to you
But that's how much they are
So they�re gonna use the shit just to get by

Is those diamonds helpin' ya?
Don't you like my bandanna?
My stains hang low on my shirts like aiy aiy aiy
Got monkey brains and banana
I'll hit you with my antenna
Put soap in my eye
Make it red so I look rawr, rawr, rawr

So I woke up with my holy Quran
And found out I like Cadillac
We shooting 'til the song is up
Little boys are acting up
And baby mamas are goin� crazy
And the leaders all around cracking up
We goat rich, we fry
Price of living in a shanty town
Just seems very high
But we still like T.I.
But we still look fly
Dancin' as we�re shootin' up
and lootin' just to get by

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head �ll collapse when there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself:
"Where is my mind?"

War, war, war!
Who made me like this?
Was it me and God in co-production?
My devil's on speed dial
Every time I take the wrong direction
All I want is one thing and that is what you want
Sometimes I go lose my mind, then I feel numb

There's 24 hours in a day
I used to split it 8-8-8
8 work
8 sleep
8 for play
Now I give it all it takes

Got people on the Internet
A new life for the intellect
People judge me so hard
'Cause I don't floss my titty set
I was born out of dirt like
I'm porn in a skirt
I was a little girl who made good with all what I blurt
I put people on a map that never seen a map
I show 'em something' they've never seen
And hope they make it back

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head�ll collapse when there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself:
"Where is my mind?"