This is a song about "Liverpool fans"

The demands increase aswell as the fans

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

She do it with no hands

Produce me a couple fans

From everyting that i be seeing you losing tens of fans

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Yea im just speakin truth to all my many fans

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

We getting money, you can face the facts

Some day i hope in-flu-en-ces are also fans...

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

My bars are bringing fans closer

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Step out into a million fans,