This is a song about "Dude that knows"

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Like that dude in scream, no joke i'm just insane y'all

Got me rushed to the station

He knows that the world cant stomach him

Leave that other fucking dude

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Wantin' to jump dude, but let that nigga punk you

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Like oh yeah thats that dude

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

It be that nigga that nobody really knows

That same dude you gave nothing, i made something doing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

It's the rise of the reaper, the one that always knows.

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those