This is a song about "Idiot"

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Make an idiot outta me

I'm experienced you're the weariest for a raw idiot

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I dont really confess, im an idiot/

And my momma keep smoking that shit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Well you're just an idiot.

You are a goddamn idiot you nigga

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Cause you freakin' idiot,that's just you

When i get to warwick avenue

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

You idiot looking over like who me,say what i want go ahead sue me,

This illiterate idiot thinks he got a chance of winning this

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris