This is a song about "My people"

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

Tethered together two people there still not classed as my equal,

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

But i didnt want people saying my name and other people saying who

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

People always judge me by my appearance not what my life's like

Now momma told me be careful who you love

People of my complexion the quite infectious

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

People jumpin around when they hear my sound

Looking at them haters crammed in the dodge stratus

Training my craftship using people for practice

People take my kindness for weakness

She can make a pimp fall in love

People waste precious time trinna dirty up my name

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain