This is a song about "Treasurer"

Girl you know that you’re my vice

Picture me lettin this chump survive

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

Raps demolishing certified the way i style it

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

I am the most dangerous man to be put out in public,

Pass by life twice with vice thrashes to curdle whom,

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

That's why i shine like i does

An alien to the public but stop fussing

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Mommy got me thinking i should be a lord

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I hate being in court, looking at the attorney