This is a song about "Horton hears a who"

It feels good to be over you, babe

Fuck a girl who doesn't want to appreciate

Am i the only one, that sometimes hears voices?

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Do you care if the youth hears it?

This is a battle n who wins is who dares

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Cause rozay been talkin white he think he uncle ruckus

A half-assing activist who preaches, never practices,

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

For a true nigga who wants you

Who hasn't even got a kiss

Crazy talking and foolish

We live paycheck to paycheck, and plus i'm a common dude who,

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you