This is a song about "Steelers are better then the ravens"

Better things to do/ then live in the sinister shadow of man who hurt you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Settin' to get better, the rest are less and i ain't havin' it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I just call it …remember all the dough

Maybe im better liked then i know

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then regular

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

The corporations are cold, but then it's awesome indoors,

They say nothings ever free

Then you better come ready,

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse for the better or worse