This is a song about "It s hard to be popular"

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

With your head in the clouds it must be hard to see, the route ahead where

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Its hard to be a barbarian

It's crazy ain't it, hard to explain it

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

And i'm a just take another guess

They make it hard to get a breath,

Go into it, get intimate and equivalent when i be dissing hard,

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Go into it, get intimate and equivalent when i be dissing hard,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Fuck it how bout twenty shouldn't be too hard to please