This is a song about "15th and the 1st"

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Shatter the chin to the shin and

It's my 1st time but you know im bouta in work

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

The goal is the globe and... the versace robe and

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

The blacks and the poor and the women given grief,

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

1st flights these bitches know we do

The 1st, the 16th of april, october and 10:55 of december

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material