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

See people to be leaving the cold medina

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

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

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Where people claim to be the greatest rapper since big or kane

I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough

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

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people

See, i'm second to no one

We're the heroes unsung