This is a song about "Smelly nerds"

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

My words are weapons im disectin the nerds im wrecking

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Feeding feins my words these nerds converse upon a curb

Talk bout nerds cuz u are one

I'm caged up in state prison

But fuck it im so rich ill buy a team of nerds

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

You nerds r delicate rap u failed in it

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Hope u learnin your lesson you nerds are no contention

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one