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

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

We're the heroes unsung

Higher power where these verses from

Come see real niggas on my team

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Hold up lemme get on, step up in the both and i put my game on.

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate