This is a song about "Abab the way we are"

I’m doin well, i’m just hoping i got your respect

The day we met, i cant explain the way that i felt.

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

When we sleep, are we complete? is it the outside looking in?

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

By the way, their bodies are so juicy and moist!

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Is that the way we sell out just get some recognition?