This is a song about "Standing by your voice"

And standing there idle, only your reflection your rival,

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

I will be by your side

Halfback toss to right

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

...he's probably standing on your stoup.

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

If you're not happy well then let me hear your voice

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Your looking so perfect just standing there,

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

I went to school with the white boys

I'm just rapping my true voice