This is a song about "How to be a bum"

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

Is myself contemplative how to be something else

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

High heel wearer, hell of a body

And that's how it's supposed to be

But we should be body to body

This is how i need you to be.