This is a song about "What you know about me"

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

We all know what your about, so you keep ya bitch ass up on that seat

Like hoes down in magic city

Tell me something you know about me

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

To sum it up, your dead wrong about what you think you know/

Come so let me know what you think!

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

But you all dont know what im about

I might even stick my tongue out

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Get me in line with traditions well you know what?

What you know about bein’ broke, seein’ people dealin’ coke,

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke