Started middle class in a wheel chair. On a crappy sitcom and making cash every year. Now I'm dancing stupid by a car. Trying to convince that my life was so damn hard. I done had it tough from jump. Living with my momma in a nice house it was rough. On top of that s__t my bar mitzvah was wack. I didn't a Bentley and my cake tasted liked crap. Then Degrassi canned me cause I couldn't act. Had to get a real job and I got promoted fast. So I decided "imma be rap star" I met baby and Wayne and they loved me right away. They said...
Lil Wayne: We like how you sound so monotone.
Birdman(baby): And those massive eyebrows are so marketable.
Lil Wayne: We can tell your life's been a struggle. Do you even own a Bentley?
Drake: No I don't, it's bullshit yo!...can I sign with y'all, that would be cool.
Birdman: You can big boy just meet us in the storage room
...........
Drake: Took it the bottom now I'm signed. Took it the bottom from my new team now I'm signed.
Lil Wayne: Now you can sip syrup til you're blind. By the way did you know I'm the best skater alive? Young Moolah, baby, tunechi.
Drake: I look like a pale caveman. Plus I'm a Canadian so I'm aint no harder than Beiber. But I liked to pretend that I am. Just don't tell nobody that I'm faker than Minaj's keester.
Random guy: Why the hell are you wearing women jeans?
Lil Wayne: Hey get off of my case they make me feel pretty, tunechi.
Drake: Just to remind myself I'm a douche. I wear every single chain even when I'm kissing Wayne, now we sipping champagne on a private jet. Just to prove that I'm richer than you'll ever get.
Lil Wayne: Did I tell you guys that I skate yet?
Drake and Birdman: Yes
[Thud in the background]
Drake: Woah what the hell is that?
Private plane driver: The engines are under stress. Something is weighing this damn plane down.
Lil Wayne: The only explanation is Drake's big ass eyebrows.
Private jet driver: I'm sorry but we have to get throw you out.
Drake: But I started from the bottom.
Private jet driver: And that's where you're ending.
