This is a song about "Upper v"

Lost my nigga over nothing though

V-neck polo, horse be the logo

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Thing you have upper "hand" against me, bro

Fave letter after "v," 'cause i wanna double you.

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

And then when she gave birth to u through her v

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

See the one percent know that they're in the upper section,

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Back then we were the best, sitting on that upper tier