This is a song about "Mitchell s and taylor s mental retardation and small dicks"

They talk say cool jew na the man

You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Like two dicks and no chick

And you wanted porthouse we brought semis and 9s/

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less