This is a song about "Baller status"

I could say that i'm a baller with the riches and dough,

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Across the nation, we don't fuck with you and awful status,

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

Zombie status, bloody scenes like round eighteen

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Baby super star status

I feel im the best just aint got the status yet.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,

Fuck a fake baller, i can clean them with holy water

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her