This is a song about "Funky shit"

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Yo now watch me kill 'em with the funky rhythm

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Watchin' me when i stiff on them like a photo funky

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

All i can say is... that was a funky shit

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Can't even lose hair, rythm ah rock block tha funky