This is a song about "You a bum"

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Zombie ill fucking bite tuechie,bum rush his ass like a groupie,

Another bum as a janitor, all we gotta do is learn algebra,

Alright take me on, i wouldn't do that my gramma could beat you with a

"see i won't be a bum"

Flyer then the rest of them

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have

I was like dr. dre, though, i have to laugh

Girl, heres a token, you

The boa know they loving the crew