This is a song about "That guy"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Coz yeah,i'm that guy,the dope dealer

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Even passing out that eminem guy

But if ya with me, you would'n't be with that guy

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Come on tell me why quit being that guy,

But your selling weed your the guy that gets them a ten

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

That's the window into the sky

Oh wait that aint right im not a guy