This is a song about "No no we are not those"

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

You have to understand those bakers are not only here to bake

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

No, no, we are not those

Jay rock got flows

Every night i stroke hoes

No, no, we are not those

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Now that i have kept this beast, so why not let up, no longer enemies, we can be,

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

Not a morning person, hell no

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow