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

She can make a pimp fall in love

You in to that animal stuff

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

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

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

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

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

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

And teach then not to meet people like u

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean