This is a song about "Popular kids"

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

But i rap cos the popular emcees are crap

Stories we were told as kids

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Watchin me shake my flat anorexic ass, but why not try twerkin like me im popular be like miley,

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

Rihanna's is better, like how she got popular

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

At the thought of being popular

Couple years later they had my brother

A lesser measure of beggar kids

Look, i tried to call it quits

Covered suburban kids, man they're just rich white kids

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Battle savages scavenge libs and manage average kids..