This is a song about "Dear niggaer"

Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter

Far from an overnight achiever, cole is like the leader

Uh he said dear lord forgive me, i know i sin a lot.i sin a lot.

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Shock value raichu,dear pissed hater i dont got time to wright you,

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Set aside your fears i'll be your freak my dear man listen hear

I get scared, she says may i help you dear?

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

For you, my dear, i'll be ready for whatever

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for