This is a song about "Yo dude"

Paranoid as fuck i approach the dude

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Cause dishonesty is not my of my pathology, modesty is dude,

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Leave that other fucking dude

I must go like fly route

Dont try to judge me dude

What if you grew up as louisiana gutter trash dude?

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,

Like a line full of hoes

This dude dil think his rhymes sick?

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick