This is a song about "Being popular"

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

I'm popular so she might be

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Never been too popular but now they'll know my name

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

For going on being

I do the right thing

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Bun b, i’m underground king

For going on being

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

But i rap cos the popular emcees are crap

At the thought of being popular

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her