This is a song about "Good manners"

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

Stammer with ya manners and the ring on my finger

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Ah shit we have to juggle manners.

What i do though for good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Or maybe i'm just too good

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

We forgot our manners, became actors and ignored the hazards/

I'm revisiting with no manners

My antennas will block the scanners

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners; it screws up all my looks