This is a song about "N sync"

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

She smiled n' laughed but inside she sighed n' grasped,

Time to rethink, your fan base is forgetting you more then then n' sync/

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Insubordinate for good reason

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Hoes row got beans in them

Sure he died in 96 n

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

See my hands start to shake

Flood hot with steam 'n' whatnot.

When i'm on it, on it like my job

If a nigga didn't fake like them

More mistakes could be made ‘n

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n