This is a song about "Are sremmurd"

That gal want me ride har

Who do you think you are

Blessed to be who they are

Don't go to far

And could i be a star

Fuck friends (as if they are)

Skills are astronomical,

I'm fried from this ripple

Im happier when high and drunk

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

You get close but no cigar

Blessed to be who they are

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts are a commotion

Sneakers wasn’t fitting and my knees needed lotion

Others are cocksuckers, and the rest are blind/

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind