This is a song about "We got no wifi"

Big homie hov said i am close

You niggas aint got no hoes

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

We stay faded, need no occasion

They got no sense and no brain

My buzz is like cocaine

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

No education, we lack information, no wonder we hardly could stop segregation,

But we so poor, we got no door,

Turn it up a little more

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

We got money so we ball out

But i know i see better days

Got me gaga, no poker face