This is a song about "Scooby doo vs johnny bravo"

It was the streak vs the beast

I am ryu-like to the fiend

It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Bravo to the charlies who delt-ya the wrong hand, yet you're out to wreck

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

I really love my miami crew

Scoobie doobie doo where are you

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

But don't let it fool ya dude, i don't want ya to scooby doo

No check back, in debt yep

Vs me taking a step

Justin vs. a noob, wow what a weird mixture

To the homestead suites to drink liquor