This is a song about "Ain t nothing"

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

With such an ugly picture in it and

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

You don;t thin anymore

Not one j got a pair or more

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe