This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

Located in dublin, many people are chucking stuff at rock hudson and have stopped loving"

Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

And all the stuff that you went through

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

They aren't the kind of people i like to talk to,

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you