This is a song about "Nassem and brenda"

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

20 racks really thats sneaker money

And a fridge and some broccoli

And like to boast and brag

Quick flipping up sexy back

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And get it again and again

Marshmallows inside my pen

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

And remember what i said and

Social conditioning and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend