This is a song about "Model united nations"

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I know you do your thing, but be a role model,

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

And wallowed in sorrow, borrowed cash, i'm a role model,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,