This is a song about "Head band"

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

The rhythm gets into your head.

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Snap back at trapped rats like i'm an elastic band,

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band