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

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

See people to be leaving the cold medina

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

And teach then not to meet people like u

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps

You in to that animal stuff

All we need is convienient love