This is a song about "You re mean"

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared

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

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

What you wrote doesn't mean shit

I know what you do with that

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Fill a page with syllables, i couldn't tell you what they mean

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

You mean the world to me,

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

I live in a zoo

I mean it doesn't explain you