This is a song about "Party over here"

The people over here think that we're different

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

If you just came here to party,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Makes for a hell of party

So fast, can't copy

What kind of power you have over me get over here

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

They tryin to say that i don't care

Over here, money over there

Hey, i'm dying over here!!

I only roll with the real

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

And we gettin' money, over here,

I wish mine was here, always looking over me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see