This is a song about "We crazy motha fuckas"

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

I jumped that motha fucker like he was gonna die

With my heart most of you fuckas just fakers in the making

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck

When i’m in the motha fuckin house like the senators

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

We got a little crazy we was bouncing off the wall

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

All these cowards hate us cause they know we crazy positive