This is a song about "Nate calling 911"

I remember calling you my boo/

I can do better without you

Calling it the grand prix

Fuck fame, fuck money

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

And i dont fall to peer pressure when niggas be like......:hey nate come

That's why your girl keeps calling

This why we get up in the morning

She ruin my dream, calling rex?!!

And everybody's having sex

Was calling me a retard

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

Thats wacker than miley cyrus!!!so nate do this,,,and nate do that,,,