This is a song about "Dudes"

Making dudes look like clowns in comparison.

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Still got my nike boots

Because me and my dudes..

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

She like dudes whit lotto money from

Shit would have frail dudes deceased

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Me and my dudes we ballin

She all on my skin

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Just today i was sitting with my dudes