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

To a different state were me and the people like this dont relate

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

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

People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Yeah bitch this date's done

We're the heroes unsung

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

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

You in to that animal stuff

That's why i shine like i does