This is a song about "Confucianism facts"

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Never kind they destroyed my faith in other people, made me blind to any helping hands.

Literally you gotta make attendancy to brilliantly detach the facts

That's your opinion, son, i'm giving the facts

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Never give up never face the facts

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

I must be imaginin' half of the facts i'm examinin',

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Would dreams actually become facts?