This is a song about "Alphonse elric s corndog cart"

The outline which you n****s out dated

Contributing the real shit

It´s the battle of life

Rollin' down the four o five

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

S on my chest like a superman vest

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

We should fuck each others mothers

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If only i could go back into the 80’s