This is a song about "Keep it 100 with this crazy eskimo"

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

You've managed to keep your ears pealed and make it this far

Driving me crazy with this painting canvas

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish

But this is my calling, so you can all keep hangin' it up this

But this shit is 100% fact

I can feel your heart beating fast

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Maybe if i keep it up i'll get into this shit again

I keep it realer than randy with his rhinoceros horns,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Keep it simple, this aint no contest (yet)

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead