This is a song about "Rude peole"

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

I'm the bees knees, but got called a dude, so rude.

Everybody be rude, cause the blind see true,

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Too rude, so it's "nah, i'll sleep with my pillows picked"

Rappers act rude cuz they wanna start feuds

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

They say it's rude, abuse it, this music, i use it, stupid,

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

But as rude and as indecent as all hell