This is a song about "Popeye s got roaches"

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

My fitness is popeye ripping up a can of spinach

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Popeye, a-rod, get one for the go, know a nigga on his spinach

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

My two nines go biya biya when i shoot 'emkorean motherfuckers was crooked

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn

Not a fake person, that's the sims man