This is a song about "Roommate"

All you niggas die

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Y'all niggas act like waitress, you're always taking orders,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

But we can kick it sometime, we actually have alot in common

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

And i ended up being the bad guy,

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

Cars are passing by, guy

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Turn like a fuckin waitress. go on this site much as you go to the pharmacy.