This is a song about "Sleek geek"

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Physique is fucking sleek, i make ya fucking knees go weak.theybefore i die,

In my reign which consists of green whiff on my stick shift i don't sneak diss but i give sleek kiss

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Like school to teach cool to geek you know

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Skitter scammer before i break yo sleek ass...

The sun's always out

Geek to always confound

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Little faggots tryna bluff, i ain't a jock or a geek,

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Geek u cant out do me true indeed

"a geek, what do you reckon"

Just a place that they can come