This is a song about "Takling about steve girl natalie and how sexy she is and how steve thinks he could beat me in basketball and rj is a better baller"

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

And this is how it goes when i awake

About how your life is passing.

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

Rihanna's is better, like how she got popular

Blind, damn his so fuken kind he thinks he is better than me

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

He thinks he could be a poet while he is peeing on a pot

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,