This is a song about "Debate club"

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

If you're blunt and debate how you gonna be great then

The cool say i'm thug

She was the queen of the club

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

But wait... hate is a strong word, so i rephrase my debate,

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

I just want somebody i can see

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

You guys disagree with me, lets debate it

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

You ain't crazy as norman bates, that's up for debate

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Know it good when she go no hands