This is a song about "Model"

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

'cause i'm the only role model, for a person like me.

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Now your model, normally docile wife is gone, ticked by an illogical quarrel

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Never said i was a role model so don't point

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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