This is a song about "Interest fair"

Believing the screens or anything there

Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Talented like a clairvoyant magician with a mic its in your best interest

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

It shoulda been so clear, that love doesn't fight too fair

Always arguments about shit that wasn't fair

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Years back you believed that the world was fair

If they aren't acting in the people's interest, and that healthcare,

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair