This is a song about "Roofs"

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

I would blast and write, im suprised my roofs still here

His busted chops overlapped, like the roofs shingles.

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

His busted chops overlapped, like the roofs shingles.