This is a song about "It s"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Bad, just like an 80's car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Pay dues like a hair salon

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!