This is a song about "Liverpool fans"

They ain’t rappers; they’re a rapper’s fans/

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

No wonder i have fans

Girl, you got me in a trance

All i ever need are my fans applause

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Trying to please my family, friends and fans

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

If i don't make that man there dance

Now i am one of your biggest fans

I'll then be reborn livin vivid in the chants of my fans,

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Step out into a million fans,

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs