This is a song about "Libby lauren sarah"

20 racks really thats sneaker money

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

But sarah palin, guarantee i'll jack off to you later

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

Debating is futile, don't believe me, ask sarah palin,

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion