This is a song about "I mean what fuck"

I don't think you know what you mean to me

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

I bet you're probably thinkin that your ass is mean, fuck no man you're stuck usin vaseline

I kill em all slowly so i can hear them clearly, as they scream wishing it was all a dream,

You know what i mean?it's a rap machine

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Let me show what i mean with "ghetto", i'll remind y'all,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Big hands if ya know what i mean

You know what i mean i'm a fiend and i'm here permanent-ly

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Cant make up for the bottom that's what i mean