This is a song about "Stupid elite sky"

Sprinting creature that defeats the elite cheater,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Your waiste so petite then your hips so elite

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

So call me red cos i beat elite fours

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

Elite geek speaks unique, sleek with mystique, sweet technique

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I rap into the sky

That got your mother high

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Im screaming to the fucking sky

All you niggas die

And shoot the fucking sky,