This is a song about "Type of nigga"

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Lifestyle, finest type, yeah nigga we alright

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

And i'll show you all type of bitches

Im just that type of guy

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I'm not the type of interviews

I cant have that type of coating

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none