This is a song about "Foreign mercedes benz cashing out and making gap call me papi could 69"

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

And, niggas cashing out racks like im hitting the lotto

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Then me and ur girl be in a mercedes/

New to rap, i guess you could call me the game changer

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Some call me shady and some call me wayne

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

That i whinge and moan and lash out like i'm afraid you're gonna call me a fake slim shady

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

My mama smoked so god damn much

Stomp yo head out, call me capt'n crunch