This is a song about "Funk town funk you up"

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Cause when i'm in your town i'm trying to smoke up

You can find me in the dark part of town.

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

I roam around town with a blunt in my hand, i light that shit up wouldn't expect you to understand

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

The back is where they pushin the funk, drugs in the floor

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Do like a toaster put your bread down

When we see you running round town