This is a song about "Band is over"

Snap back at trapped rats like i'm an elastic band,

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Inequality reigns over us, by our prayers god is overrun/

I understand i'm back by popular demand

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

So now that it's over, is it over to stay?

Over time only black is seen

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Over, sloppy seconds is my preference