This is a song about "Passwords and publisher"

And kill yourself and your clique

This is the concrete

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Social conditioning and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

And remember what i said and

And once i'm dead and gone

Get on a song

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon