This is a song about "Hey your hot i told you that"

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

I just told them you looked at that reflective microwave

You know i've been told many times that when i rhyme i'm misusing these words,

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Its your hit, hey its your hit, man i wanna quit

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

Hey,i took a risk dissing you,

It's really not an issue

So fuck whoever told you that your special or unique

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

And i hope you told him

I know that love it could begin

But you know i control your soul, motherfucker do what your told

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold