This is a song about "Change o matic"

O wait...your moms already did/

My mates calling me gifted

With foreign names, valet the range

Now everyone finds the change

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

But look, she went and dialled triple o

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Blare recorders with static scraps but don't blame the orders when the matic taps.

Growing up i had your posters o

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Ran outside to see the big show

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Unless they o d like heath ledger

The ice ain't really nothing to her