This is a song about "Hello there whats your name"

When i came to your place without even saying your name.

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

So whats your reaction to my actions

And the v12, that's on various trips

Next big thing to be on whats hot, your not.

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Whats your question, please restate,

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

A tic-tac, sittin there lieing on your back, ya, now you know whats up, so

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Hello! everyone please take your seat,

Your crews full of pussys that cant stand there ground, whats gonna happen when spb rolls around,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Loves a drug so whats your prescription?