This is a song about "Skrtt up"

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

Cause imma step it up, build it up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Waiting for me to fuck up

Best foot forward, holla at your boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

I see the sun comin up

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck