This is a song about "Virus make us down"

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

I thought that we could make great days ahead of us

Mama always told me i’d be famous

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Cause one of us is going down i was born a survivor,

Fags make us beat em easier than achievers

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

Here i go again, searching for love

My lyrics is a virus

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Portray us when they make us all the rednecks and criminals,

I know we be down, but i'll bring us back in it

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

They try to dumb us down, slow us down, and take our innocence,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips