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

With these macs i've got a bad habit

You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it

Let's get it on like desert storm, the pentagon for steppin' on,

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

See people to be leaving the cold medina

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

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

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

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