This is a song about "Harlem renissance"

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

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

She self made, i'm self made

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

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