This is a song about "Band nerds"

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

But fuck it im so rich ill buy a team of nerds

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

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

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

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

When i step to the mic i instantly crack nerds

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

Celebrate the very day that she get past

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

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch