This is a song about "Me gusta"

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Nothing influence me .me is da same me .....help me

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

They gotta point em out baby

Boys tell me they love me

Ll me but i'm still me, now you know the real me.

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

History showing me the majority will hate me without even knowing me

Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Old me, always new me, changes, it ranges in insanity reality, me

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city