This is a song about "People that think their so good"

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

So all you people out there can have a good night

And side burns so filthy that people think you're an orthodox jew

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Stronger so they won't think i'm weak any longer now i have to get good at

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

I think people need to know that that’s me

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players

They write in their lyrics how they think their strong and all that stuff

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Blowin on good, shits going so good i'm starting to think i was chosen

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Don't think my rebirth is good that it's worse then before,