This is a song about "Busting beats with my niggas"

These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

And my speeding fingers leaving niggas with a powdered face

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

As if my lesser heart beats

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

All these niggas on my side said stop with it

I'm kickin' derriere, no beats with wary snares,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps