This is a song about "Niggahs with attitude"

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

And you all will respect that

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

As for your attitude, there's no substitute

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Better change this attitude, unless i wanna be down on the floor

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Cuz you have to have talent and the right attitude

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

A site where my attitude doesnt affect my career.

Sorry if i got a cocky attitude

So before i go, you should harvest food

You niggahs think you can hurt me then you are cray

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Im hurting so bad you niggahs must be blind

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind