This is a song about "Hype hoodies"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Got the party hype now let's keep it moving

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one-

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

You don't even know the hype

Now move back over here to the right

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

Stereotype for a faulty hype bragging about smoking chill just hit the pipe

Im the dark knight on a sugar hype.

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right