This is a song about "Manners"

We gotta get back to what really matters

I'm about to teach you some manners.

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

They play with antlers as if it's okay to forget manners

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners; it screws up all my looks

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Never get served with manners like "ni hao, bitch"

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

We forgot our manners, became actors and ignored the hazards

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Ah shit we have to juggle manners.

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,