This is a song about "Stance"

I held her hands, her tilted stance, and her dyed strands of rebel hair,

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

But i've outgrown, i've taken a new stance/

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Came back better than ever more advance, trying to take my stance, have a

Bizzle i respect you and your stance but it's wicked,

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Stupid ass nigga shouldn't step out his stance

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

You wanna mess wit me, you got no chance_no stance,

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

So you take a glance at this stance n enhance

They can't knock me down cause my stance strong

Everyday a star is born