This is a song about "Few"

They got few and while have hoards

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Skeptical soldier, a man of few words,

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Yes their are a few exemptions

So here i am at the store for some chips

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I'll be dead in a few weeks

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

So many kind words few kind hearts

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

Two fucks aint given to a few sluts.

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Damn, so listen while i spit a few

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you