This is a song about "We gronf"

We getting paid like we knew we would

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

We need mandela , still we need mandela

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

And we must do what we gotta do

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

We think, we write, we give our reasons

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Guess we were wrong we can change destiny,

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

Don't understand why we do what we do

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

We sip moscato, like we hit the lotto

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

We got money so we ball out