This is a song about "Sleek geek"

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

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

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

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

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

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Like school to teach cool to geek you know

Let me see you work it out

Geek to always confound

May just gon' bring hobo back

Sharp and sleek as a tack

"a geek, what do you reckon"

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

Elite geek speaks unique, sleek with mystique, sweet technique