im just getting to the money man make ya girl do the running man you got no taste like raisin bran better tell them that im the man can you comprehend can you understand we be poppin like the taliban on my drake no new friends never change no new trends i got no sense yall smoke incense no commonsense i pray for your decendents i hope you get o fend did yea your car is rented it aint even tented i cant lie im tempted nevermind lets end this take me off your friends list