This is a song about "Wow rude"

Like weed smoking's a chore now,jedi with the force wow,

Memories of my nigga but he dead now

Y'all just keep saying wow

I need you right now

You got a weak style, see, wow,

That you can bet now

And my wickedness will get a heap of people just like wow,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I'm the bees knees, but got called a dude, so rude.

Da da da da then, it hit me now, oh wow!

Late nights and early flights, rushing right now

Rappers act rude cuz they wanna start feuds

And my weed man should just sell flutes

That ain't really my style

Wow you heard me you gay pedophile