This is a song about "Fucking shit nigga naaaam sayin"

Kids complainin always sayin that i chief all the blunts, shit

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

My whip is new but i'm playin' old school

Black ass nigga my shit and stool

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Imma fucking pro, nigga, i stay composed

As i was sayin im the king of this rap shit

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

That shit they talk about, keep sayin' the area's rough,

Sayin' dear lord, can you help a nigga?that last one i didn't want to kill

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm after you bringing traffic through

U hating ass nigga u a fucking jew

And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh