This is a song about "Harlem renissance"

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

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

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

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

I can tell you that this tape