This is a song about "Deaf niggaz cant rap"

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Screamin' out these hollers 'til i'm deaf from this lethal stress

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Your money is spent on rap so you cant pay your rent

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Them niggaz wont know that your a schoolgirl

I'm a tell sean taylor i want that girl