This is a song about "Ma niggaz"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

More bitches in ma section,bad bitch trynna get ma attention

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Breaking mine....niggaz thirsty so they wait in line

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

I stopped hangin around yall cause niggaz like you

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems