This is a song about "Dumb fuckers"

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

And these lackluster whack fuckers question me

But far from dumb nigga,

The science and the art, africa

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

What goes around comes around mother fuckers

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Talking about i'm the best rapper fuckers, you bitches take

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie