This is a song about "And you re thinkin of me"

Rap is based off of reality, re-a-li-sm

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

Promise me you won't step out of line

Had to re align and not resign

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Every single second that i live, im thinkin of you.

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Yeah, i'd fist fight god to re-leave some of this hurt.

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

For thinkin you would come back