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,

Elite geek speaks unique, sleek with mystique, sweet technique

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Skitter scammer before i break yo sleek ass...

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Like school to teach cool to geek you know

So down and out

Geek to always confound

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

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Sharp and sleek as a tack

Snapple fact: you rather wack

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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