This is a song about "Nasty prissy fat bitches fast cars money weed codeine extacy crack smack"

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Money fast like eminem's rap

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

You can keep the fast cars, i just want a level head

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Thank god i was smokin' crack all day and doped up on coke and smack

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back