This is a song about "Dem man"

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon,

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

U lookin real scared in dem streets cus

My criteria ain't even that serious

So lift mine up to the sky, im up wit dem miles

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Dem gals real shifty, ass fat body skinny,

Yourself of how im the man

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang