This is a song about "User experience"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

6 years of experience flowed down river to impotence

At some point, we all experience this,

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

To simulate the experience of terror

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever

They had more experience.

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I ---still---- got that maneuver that cannot be used by any user

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Had i not been exposed to these things

By study, instruction, or experience

I speak from experience, i know how you feel

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real