This is a song about "Singers"

And stop / freeze for singers they can please

Got tired of running from the police

#3 my homework's on the table, so now ill never finish it cause the killers here,

Losing affection between my fingers, bashing on singers, whos lyrics lingers in my ear,

Talking about the god you serve

A bunch a singers and sinners

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

And have you screaming like rnb singers who hittin' high notes

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Can't forget the rap-singers nate dogg and warren g,

And have you screaming like rnb singers who hittin' high notes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

And have you screaming like rnb singers who hittin' high notes

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks