This is a song about "From the richest"

You're uncool like my mother kin

All from the milligrams of ritalin

From the cradle to the grave

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning

And instead get it from hearing the song from the beginning

That the richest of celebs can't even think straight

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Blinded from the light emitted from serious a

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

In 2 to 6 hours

And i'm from the dirty south,