This is a song about "Stan is a druggy"

You think your eminem, but i see more stan in you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Is a necessity,

I got a hostile relationship with money like eminem and stan

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang

And this is only a taste

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Garbage stan, fuck with me, ima dip you in a garbage can

It was you got me into rap with stan

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

This is a handicap match and

Cause all i want is you, baby

This is a killin spree