This is a song about "Kanye lettuce"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Kanye, lupe, and even obie,

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

I already said im the best, yeah you guessed, fuck kanye west

Kanye, jay z, thanks for watching the throne

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Heard the sound of several gun shots

No not kanye but i drop the bombs

Like kendrik, and kanye, lupe, and nicki,

I'mma drop you off home quickly

Like kendrik, and kanye, lupe, and nicki,

Once as a slave who imagined being free