This is a song about "Super bowl"

Open up your contacts then scroll

Stack my words and pack em tight like a bowl

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

And i'm the super-learning device.

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Throwing super heat, my girls a super freak,

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

And separately i'd like a bowl of doritos

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Super summer , yellow hummer

We had some super duper days

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

I win the bowl, pass the bowl and light up