This is a song about "The band perry"

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

They some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepper

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Am i a one man boy band, nah this ain't no backstreet,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

But what can one boy do against a band.

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match