This is a song about "Elite"

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Harvard's elite and pseud-intellectuals had it for ninety years,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Weeper, teacher, sprinting creature, to defeat the elite cheater.

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

I'm elite face to face, you control alt delete.

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Poor people starving dying in the streets, the ones in charge are the elite,

So call me red cos i beat elite fours

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Bow down to the elite 'cuz the satanic new world order is here,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

As i coordinate the perfect feature

Sprinting creature that defeats the elite cheater,

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Fast itll be me that yours facin, so get pacin, im racin, im like an elite athlete