This is a song about "What are you telling him"

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

You are mad cuz i choose him instead of you

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

When i step up out the maserati car

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

On they twitter writing novels, see

Who are you to speak for him? his attorney!?

Man im telling you thats it

Living out of a homeless shit

Cause you are. you must be a slave that what you are that sucks on cocks and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

She went over to the boy and asked him are you okay

There's no telling what the world has in store for us

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus