This is a song about "Manchester united are shit"

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Most of y'all mothafuckas are all over lexie's shit

I'm hearin' this shit, your rhymes are sour tastin' like lime

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

That includes counties and countries that are now in the shit

In my mind's eye, i'm high like united airlines

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

Because all these raps are as real as shit,

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet