This is a song about "Can t beat us"

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Thinking that they can tell us what to do well fuck em

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

About disaster in the world and

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Can we do , they calling us

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

A mathematician, with our eyes you wonder "can they see us"

My lyrics can hit a beat and knock you unconscious

Ain't got nothing in common with niggas with no commas

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

You beat me? you can try but im already out of range