This is a song about "No you are"

Are you stupid or are you polluted?

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Isn't too fertile, there are no changes in life that're are open,

Leave them with a smaller buzz, lowest thing, vagina swollen

The engine in back of my car

Who do you think you are

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Foes are rusted no ones trusted

When no one even knows who you really are, who's to blame huh?

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

No, no, we are not those

Here they keep a rachet close

And could i be a star

When you know that you are

No, no, we are not those

Live from the lamont's rose