This is a song about "Bradley cox"

Follow the leader, they'll swallow and eat ya alive,

I'm no longer a saint, jeremy shockey for life

Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes

Each day it gets more realer, orangutan's bang like gorillas

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

I'm just a leader but don't call me teacher

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Since i was six they been callin me bossy

Bossy friend better behave in any weather, pale skin, color of white slave,

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Back down, before i cook you like rice.