This is a song about "Homie nate hittin waps"

Nate, you could never keep up with the raps i kill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Still hittin plays, thinkin bout the billion

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Thats wacker than miley cyrus!!!so nate do this,,,and nate do that,,,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

A disease, involves me hittin that green