This is a song about "Dave matthews band"

See, i'm second to no one

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

What else do we got dave?

See money talk and these days

Burn it like it's dave koresh, make sure i don't make a mess,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

You are so stupid to understand that you can't even rap in a kg band

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past