This is a song about "People not being there"

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

People roll their eyes like naww probably not

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

The people that caim there untying me,

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

We race foreign cars, custom models

People out there act like animals

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

To shut people up without breaking there jaws,

I care about proving people wrong, not being the best,

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win