This is a song about "To the 90s"

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

To teach all the prophets to preach

To reality and to the facts

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

We can go to the mall, then be back to the crib

So here i am at the store for some chips

I head to the islands the tropics,

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Lessen the lesson to keep the adolescent

That reminds the blind to dress to the nines head to toe

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

That means i wanna be the highest

Head to the beach and try to sink