This is a song about "Straight stupendous"

Ya balls get a itch pass it to ya mother to scratch.

Stupendous, cheeko suspended you can rap, a good match

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

I'll scare you motherfuckers straight

I can tell you that this tape

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Dreamed about it for five years straight.

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Straight rhymes keep 'em frontal,

Straight harmonious chit chat about

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Sent straight from lyrical heaven to get this bitch straight/

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate