This is a song about "Never judge a guy he is a zero"

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

This guy just a rookie, but can't he see what the fuck it took me

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

It's a zero,no time to be a hero

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

He plays the bad boy, really he's a good guy

Never thought he'd get a chance but now would he?/

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Losgiddy...me im just a regular guy

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

No not really, im not a tough guy,

He was a huge guy, flop on mic, a little part-timer in the business

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

The mind of a writer is d sword fo fighter the feelings he never cry'd up caus he knows hes fighter

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher