This is a song about "Zoe has no mates"

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Because he has nobody, no one to impress,

My talent should take me places i've never been

My villanlike vision has no vaccination

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

He just has no dime, see arms rocking,

You see this guy is unattractive and he has no style,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

So vain he has no shame in zany whack fans,

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Yet your cd has no buyers,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years