This is a song about "My niggas marvyn and junior"

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

But i like you like..like a lil bit

My friends and niggas said i can't make it//..

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch