This is a song about "Status night club bangor"

I know you're mad, but so what

Who's sneaking in the club?

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Anxious but laughable rappers, passing collateral status

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Zombie status, bloody scenes like round eighteen

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Need to recognize my status, i'm the baddest, that is certain

I'm on that first place status, never second or below third

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Until i realized she was fucking for the status

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Shit is on silent all day long

Blew up the club i'm gone

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Hitmen taking out people at the club