This is a song about "Harlem hotties"

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Lunatics the harlem globetrotters and there's no myths and the other guys got

Now can somebody please tell me where all them hotties at

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids