This is a song about "He thinks he s good"

For a fool he thinks he's a nerd

Too focused, one word

I must go like fly route

Looks like he wasn't in a good mood

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

It seems he and his hand have a really good relationship,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

I never ever can see no when i be in her slot

He thinks he could be a poet while he is peeing on a pot

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

Forageing for good memoirs while he was considered a fool,