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

When they showed up at your door at christmas

You in to that animal stuff

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

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And all the stuff that you went through

Can't nothing come between me and you

And if i'm down with this banging shit

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

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

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

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

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back