This is a song about "Hilnlnbhfsdb hb"

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Going to the boot and knock bucking ya betsy

So take the stage just show me what you got

I think i'll take her home and smoke some pot

Couple years later they had my brother

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Summer is sunny and i am ballin outside

Must of forgot, aint we supposed to be a melting pot?

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again