This is a song about "Dumb fuckers"

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Fuckers don’t even know the last of it

Completely your fault dumb ass

And when it come to the cash

And my clique make that dinero, so it's time to meet the fuckers

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

I played the dumb guy once i played the dumb guy twice

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I came back and the fuckers killed brother

If you think i'm stupid or dumb

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Cut the fuckers up black or white

This is everything that we call hype