This is a song about "Good s"

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Im trying to have a good saint patricks day, im sippin 40s,

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Bad, just like an 80's car

I'm a fucking rap star

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

I know what you do with that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

We're young and we don't give a fuck

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less