This is a song about "We badly"

We think, we write, we give our reasons

It's moe, all i need is more chips

We goin out we showin up

I know you're mad, but so what

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Dissed you so badly, never heard back from you

We will hack and cough till we choke

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

We sip moscato, like we hit the lotto

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

But cruel people around me treated me badly

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

We getting paid like we knew we would

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Go nuts, instrumental flow much