This is a song about "Rude stuff"

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

You were like sir that's very rude,

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

Rude and the total opposite of before

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Banging out niggas with attitude

Keep your mouth locked, shut and glued am i rude