This is a song about "You dont like me your problem"

Or a measure of a fortune more awesome

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Hayden: dont touch me! the fact that i didnt kill you already means your lucky

I dont like to see you suffer without a drink in your hand,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Dont take it like that, im not defacing you, your distaste is crude.

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

You rappers approach me like your tough shit,

Lift your hands up in the air and wave'em like you just dont care

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

So if you got a problem confront me with it.