This is a song about "My niggaz"

20 racks really thats sneaker money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for