This is a song about "People be cussin"

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Can't you see? i'm surrounded be these dead people

Light skinned women, all sex everything

So yall people best be leaving

So yall people best be leaving

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

You and your people will be diminished finished

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

People be goin' like "let me through man excuse you"

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

*bleep* a creep in diguise cussin to the gods up high,

This a roaster, bitch

He’ll be making people rich,

I fucked up enough people that could be considered the devil/

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil