This is a song about "Foo fighters"

Can't even handle when i be rhyming you stupid foo.

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

At daily cyphers, siphoning off failing fighters.

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

You're my reflection and all i see is you

We original officially the most original

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle

And the air force scrambles fighters

So you finally got the nerve

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Get those dope fighters that you talk about with mac-10s,

I make impressions like a foo

Want to let you know i love you

When i get to warwick avenue

I make impressions like a foo