This is a song about "Everyone thinks that girls love fashion everyone thinks that boys like sports stereotypical thinks everyone thinks that no one is hacking yeah thats just girly no"

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Everyone can tell that you're timid,

That they are better than everyone

Two reflections into one

Nobody thinks about the dad no more 

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Looks at that young ass and thinks to do nothing but kill her

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Everyone thinks they will be pro rappers,

I got blammas, you'll drop your hammers

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

I don't have a decent mic and no one thinks it's alright

That you make hear everyone coz

And i'm still hurtin over pops