This is a song about "U ain t shit"

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

Ma shit hits u like a hammer n sticks to ur face!,

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

But i like you like..like a lil bit

But all the that shit that u talked i embraced it!

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

And shit like u dont ever have to worry

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

Cos after watching u and ur shit..they all ran

My shit, i know u loving

Flapjack, ooh he bring