This is a song about "We are not good and we are not bad"

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

People are quick to not work and kick ya when your down/

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

I'll become a star, and you'll know what we do and who we are

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

We are servants and god is our boss

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I've been down feelin like i am clown through are not that good rhymes

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

I know that im real and i know who we are

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

And we may not be perfect

And your not a rhino though you are that albino

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow