This is a song about "You ain t nothing"

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Sneak up on attack

Lord knows you've been busy

You meant nothing, silly

You ain't nothing but a vulture

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Numbing, poke you with a pin... nope nothing.

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

You ain't nothing but a vulture

If you think what you see on t v's bad

The third one is mixed, white and black

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play