This is a song about "Sir isaac newton"

Get you high, keep it on the low

"scuse me sir, do you know?"

That's that young sir rapper

Baby, you know who you are

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I like to communicate my movement to grace, no prayers for you, sir

Excuse me sir, are we done, gotta go running,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Cause i can’t wait much longer

My records sell, yes sir

But do you smoke crack sir?

Well, maybe not forever

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir