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

And teach then not to meet people like u

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

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

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

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

My diamonds talk for me they say hi can i meet you

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough

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

Little more weed, first class seats

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps