This is a song about "Jamaican monteray chedder nosferatu"

I’m tryna be low key

Your raps would just miss me

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Kissy kissy did you miss me

But that's not stoppin' me from eatin' your muffin

These dudes are more useless than a google plus 1 button.

And it ain't no thing, you in dungy's dungeon

Getting these bitches from one push of a button

Chorus: i wanna chill (chill) on sugar hill (its so lovely, so lovely)

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

We'd cotch listening to damian marley

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

Yes sir, please confess

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone