This is a song about "Intro dj harlem"

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

See me be ge be, dj g he into ti-ti, holla' then i'm

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

I got three albums tell the dj to spin it and they playin my songs

That shit must be a dj thing

This ain't easy, im thinking

Can someone please play me an intro so i can believe,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Got that deep love

[intro (during chorus):]