This is a song about "We re united senior 1"

We battle 1 time and you thought you had won,

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

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

Had to re align and not resign

Hell naw you need to re-think that

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Gotta re-route over this hump,

This is something different

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Arthritis in my wrist as if a senior man writes this