This is a song about "You tube"

What preceded was the clue

You think i'm lying to you

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

You good man, we don't want you

Yes,it's you. rap beats you.

South beach fountain blue

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

You got your crew behind you

I gotta tell you that my love is true

You expect me to respect you?

Straight out the fucking tube

I must go like fly route