This is a song about "Sarah tan"

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Debating is futile, don't believe me, ask sarah palin,

Anyone around me will get burned and get some tan lines

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

In the sun cause i don’t tan, i burn, blood clot

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

But sarah palin, guarantee i'll jack off to you later

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Sniffin cocaine like sarah palin

Real niggas never hate another man

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan