This is a song about "Unfaithful niggaz"

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Them niggaz wont know that your a schoolgirl

You know, i just got a page from a girl

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

But my niggaz in paris

Before we see it's hard to live

She prances while other niggaz be, makin, advances, get your own hoes fuck

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something