This is a song about "Duran kent"

I need to be the center piece of my entire culture

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

Know i just call it head phone

Im trying to make myself known

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Oldest nation on this earth

And their mothers and fathers

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts/

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Popular quickly cos i'll stop you sickly

She wanna be grown

Tell me what i should've known.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

And i'm dizzy and spinning