This is a song about "You tubers"

Blasting out some backyard

You act like you go hard

Yes,it's you. rap beats you.

The boa know they loving the crew

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

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

I guzzle up at the bar

When you know that you are

You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Baby you know i love you

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest