This is a song about "We had stealed the show"

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

The marshall mathers lp and we had straight outta compton,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

We were oblivious to think that we had all the luck.

We were raised by just the very the best we had

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Bad bitches never loved them though

That we don't put on no show

The 20years that we had together was so full of love.

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

You, you, you have to pay for that

That we ain't never had

We had ya pussies flinching before the records started sending.

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting