This is a song about "1848 year of the revolution"

It takes back to the year of two thousand and nine

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

And never should you tear

This is the word that year by year

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Man of the year muh-man of the year/

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Pimp of the year i could smack your father

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

On this prom of the year 2000 added lonely thirteen

A couple of sprites but no beer

Shake it for the man of the year

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce