This is a song about "The idiot"

Well you're just an idiot.

I just wanna be higher than that

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Ain't got time for dumb bummers or idiot blunders

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

This illiterate idiot thinks he got a chance of winning this

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

You idiot looking over like who me,say what i want go ahead sue me,

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

I dont really confess, im an idiot/

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

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