This is a song about "My status on facebook"

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Until i realized she was fucking for the status

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

You propel women into goddess like status

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Need to recognize my status, i'm the baddest, that is certain

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

When we first met we were on that facebook shit

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

Across the nation, we don't fuck with you and awful status,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Must be something you want me to see

Everyone use facebook on me.