This is a song about "Manchester united fans"

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

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

No wonder i have fans

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Magic city, everything kosher

My bars are bringing fans closer

And then along came the wrong man for her

And its only to my fans desire

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Talentless scumbag/who spits on his fans/

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

The demands increase aswell as the fans

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

Yea im just speakin truth to all my many fans