This is a song about "Standing up"

With a honey in the middle

Left you bitches there standing idle

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

My money keep me staying, my dick allways out standing

Now standing on the podium, you understand nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Wonder, i'm still standing at pinnacle

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Mind is hand-standing, damn it; i can't stand it

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

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

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

He's probably standing on your stoup..

So i banged for a minute