This is a song about "I m not your type"

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

I'm not the type of interviews

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

I'm the type to get your girl wetter

And we're not the type who copies

I'm why baby mamas leave

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I"m the designated driver

I pipe in and one night her