This is a song about "Hype about fights"

Except the ones about my life, my strife, it's trife, knife fights,

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

The tooth fairy got hype but, she's scared of my street

The hype i create in sensational

With a honey in the middle

Embarazo, and fights too,

Raised by a momma who, who

And fights paparazzi for takin a few snaps/

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Sell out a show and grow from the hype.

Walk blind into a line or fight

This hype ass media sayin you gotta be this or do that

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines