This is a song about "Runway model"

Now in a year i can see me on rip the runway,

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Up to a nigga. what type of role model am i? i love my brotha and i don't want

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

She grabs the yellow bottle

My new bitch is now a model

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

Never said i was a role model so don't point

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

'cause i'm the only role model, for a person like me.

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her