This is a song about "Sum es est sumus estis sunt"

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Cause you're dumb like the rich people prefer doing his dollar sum.

I'm lussus est a deo, and that's what i'll use to make sure i get the deal.

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

It ain't about black or white cause we human

So now my hardware problems will sum up to none

Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line