This is a song about "Riend band"

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

I sound like a whole fuckin band, cuz im using my mic for slayin against the army of dike.

Am i a one man boy band, nah this ain't no backstreet,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Snap back at trapped rats like i'm an elastic band,

Celebrate the very day that she get past

But what can one boy do against a band.

You stood me up and i understand

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast