This is a song about "Dudes"

That means you dudes are losers!

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

And it ain't news that my brews enthuse dudes who abuse booze

I only consider few my true dudes

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

These young dudes are gunna wanna be me

I got bigger problems baby

Annoyed with you rapping dudes

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Because me and my dudes..

Still got my nike boots