This is a song about "You think your popular"

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

When your not around me all i think about is you

You shook my world and it felt apart

You must think your hard but your a retard.

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

If you think your a rap god then your damn wrong

You like your rhyming you think you got lines

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

You think your eminem, but i see more stan in you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Say bye bye to her

Why cant i be popular

Or something that you paid for

At the thought of being popular

You think your crew's hard? better guess again,

The race war, when it's us against all of them