This is a song about "To be or not to be"

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Or try to be your converter too

Nows not for her to be shamed,

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Your supposed to be improving, not confusing,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

You won't be able to reproduce, or even dance to the groove.

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Not to sure but i know that's it's meant to be

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Ha, i'd be scared to not going up against a bitch like you or a snitch like you

Told me to be truthful not always with hate or no shame

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane