This is a song about "Beat them niggas ass when i see them"

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

And when people call me stupid i tell them

Dope phonics, them niggas real

Back to times square...i got dimes here

And, when them haters try to see me im cocking the semi

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Even when them niggas stop and try to plan on me

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Running past them other suckers when i overlap.

But nah fuck that they was never then when i needed them

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Beat 'em up, and see them go on facebook to make them crap status.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks