This is a song about "Chainz on"

Let's get it on like desert storm, the pentagon for steppin' on,

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

100 percent on everything and on my team

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Fuck 2 chainz i got 10 medals in my closet, now your bitch with me as she pop drop and lock it.

I should michael jordan these rappers

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

I'm killlin' off everybody and anybody who calls 2 chainz dope,

Man it goes on and on

That's word to my mom

' alright, already, the show goes on

Angle these beats like a pentagon