This is a song about "La la la bullshit"

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Ah.. la la la la la la la! la and la la..

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not