This is a song about "Horace mann"

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

He smoked, she drank, he stoned, she ratchet, he clank.

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Clap two times if you drunk

Than your fuckin husband

No groom husband, no bloom

Self made coming soon

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

But one day, she with her husband and child went to a crowded place

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

He disses microphone cause when he grabs one, he chokes