This is a song about "Silver man thing"

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Cause fucking imagination is my thing,

Because i'd only break my teeth if i tried to bite my silver tongue

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

Can't deal with me on a silver platter

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Finding that silver lining

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Yeah im rocken gold/ nikka u rocked silver/ ull never get thant shit/ kuz yo life is bitter/

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Man the only fuckin thing left for me is a buck twenty, half a g and this fuckin pen."

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

Must be something you want me to see