This is a song about "The guy"

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Dont fuck with the new guy

All you niggas die

I wanna be the guy

You ain’t never been higher than this

In the cold street,where the bad guy is

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I'm the guy with the commodore mind and a psx library

They're calling me the good guy devil

To dream is to live life’s full potential

Now the fate of your future relies on a college graduate guy.

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Now i'm the guy in the bushes watching you with my binoculars

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry