This is a song about "Them man"

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

And man i just tell them i can't,

Sweet, okay makes sense

Im proof of them man. (x2)

Skeletors, he-man, she-man, see, man?

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

Sitting there sipping beer man i my friends are dumb but i love them.

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Throw them c'z up, throw them b'z down

You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts

Im better than them man, im better than your plans, got the world in my hands

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Can only offer them a fraction. of the fame, man what a dame. she keeps

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Cause kappa's sadistic, slap them and fist them