This is a song about "A cry baby sucks pajers dick pass the ball"

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

But i dont give a damn if the devil may cry

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Baby daddy in the streets playin ball in new sneaks

I live a life of luxury, but trust me, i'm the man it sucks to be

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Tryna find a way ball without touching the court

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Scenes make a grown man cry

You other brothers can’t deny

T-caines sucks, ouu burn, im a out going underdog, the luckiest vern

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Another fuckin pass and see / the ball go in you call that currency