This is a song about "U think i m all that"

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

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

And you'd think that with all i have at stake

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

It wont happen cuz i m quick to ''drop '' u so called monsters/

Driving you bonkers, eating roaches, yeah: just look at yonkers

I think that they're all rot

Bring the keys, oh my god

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I"m the designated driver