This is a song about "Bad rapper s"

I mean of course just the same old

S queezys very bold

S on my chest like a superman vest

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

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

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

The world looking out, they on the front row

Bring that shit the fuck back

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

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

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

And aggravating every other rapper

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,