This is a song about "Your telling him to fight me"

Wonderin why everyone's so persistent thunderin in telling me what to do,

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

This shit gives me confidence to fight whats in fronta me

Like steve i need a clue man your really telling me?

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

My beating heart telling me your my remedy

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Telling me to give up rap one more time

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

It's funny how you're telling me to get off your dick

You telling me to “stay off” is basically treason

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Society telling me to not be a sap, dude.

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot