This is a song about "Ypu think you can hit"

Cos you fags think you can torture me again well then

And it rules everything around them

These shows be packing tight

Can i hit you up tonight

If you think you can meet me without a cheat sheet,

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

So many of you can think you're nice,

Step up to the plate if you think you can do better

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Chime in if you think you can beat me

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied

Can i hit you up tonight