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,

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

And teach then not to meet people like u

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

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

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

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

He ain't give a fuck about you