This is a song about "Hype"

It still got a lil hype

Dc cabs got my pops alright

Got the party hype now let's keep it moving

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

You've heard it as a myth, but this is a hype for curses

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

Yea im on the mike im on a hype you wna fight

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

But they know the hype when i make a mitt-sake, shit, typo/

They just need convincing like malcolm little

The hype i create in sensational

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings

Might seem like little hype and i'm wasting my teen years