This is a song about "You re embarrassing"

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Its a man's world re-write your lines lickety split

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

I call that top tier re-positioning

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Just re upped now the refer reappeared

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms