This is a song about "Stereo type"

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Bumping the stereo up, such melancholy, no affection,

I mean the game been dry

Im just that type of guy

Got a electrical eel type spit

10th grade, eyes red as shit

This type of shit goes on everyday,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Dreams of having my shit played back on popular stereo

You seem the type to get easily offended,

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Through your stereo it plays and stays in your dome now,

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow