This is a song about "Fancy huh"

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Is attackin' a mic as ecstatic as schoolbooks? huh?

Yeah, uh-huh, motherfuckers

Hold the door for girls

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

You made me wanna

Darkness till the fame huh,

Still better than most rappers who are mentally, in elementary huh

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

About australia he claimed he remember nothing huh?

'cuz it's so deep in my blood, this the only shit that i fancy

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family