This is a song about "Transform herman to cheezepie"

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

Intellectually there's a place to go to

And make the hey virginias transform and become a little bit more eldritch

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

To reality and to the facts

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

To rap to my full potential

Lady at the frank stand will

Every time i grab the mic i always transform into a rampage

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from