This is a song about "What are dis"

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Jimmas are foreseen if you know what i mean,

Heystop running your mouth

Before dis nigga pounce

And now these eyeballs are turning and the fingers are pointing..."looka what he's becoming."

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

But he's bullied, bullies is what you cocks are,

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

And my bars are what they examinin'//

And it hurtscause any day they'll push the button

Or babies they raisin

Dis is the generation

With some lesbians that don't know english

To come over and try to do dis

And all the shit you went through

Guess what you are different too