This is a song about "Nerds"

Talk bout nerds cuz u are one

I'm caged up in state prison

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

You can it praying to the nerds

Love my women with high heels and high standards

When i step to the mic i instantly crack nerds

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Pink and purple pussy's so i'm callin all of y'all nerds

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Cause i'm the shit, burp, and piss that's fucking up you nerds again

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

My words are weapons im disectin the nerds im wrecking

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

And all the nerds claim that they in the streets