This is a song about "Whoo hoo hoo"

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

(mmmm.. whoo) you on some tagalong flunkie yes man shit

After i rap there like boo hoo and hush up they try to rewrite there raps but fucked up

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

Whoo ride with the burner in the blackened lex/

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Ah chew,excuse me allergic to the bullshit go cry in the corner boo hoo

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you