This is a song about "Show it"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Think you can do it better? then show me

Your soul already gave up, it knows this a no show

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

People show hate but they were nowhere near it.

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Show a level of love for it

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Ya the middle ya'll, raise it tall, show em all

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

I do it for the love of the show, i show it cause i love it

I suppose it goes to show

Get you high, keep it on the low

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop