[Spoken: Pusha T]
Yeah, I can’t even believe this motherfucker gave me this type of headache, you know … This type of headache to put this record on my mixtape and shit, you know … Um … I don’t know what you wanna call him this week. Motherfuckin’ “Super Producer,” fuckin’ “Little Skateboard P,” “P Willie,” “Chilly Willie” … Um … Whatever. You know what I’m sayin’? Cover of Esquire magazine. Whatever the fuck you wanna call him. I’mma call the motherfucker “Headache,” you know what I’m sayin’? Because he gave me a problem about this. I had to do a lot of beggin’ for this record. You know what I’m sayin’? My man on his rap shit now, you know what I’m sayin’? He put his falsetto to the left. And, um, I’m askin’ him for a motherfuckin’ exclusive and shit … you know what I’m sayin’ … to put on the tape … you know what I’m sayin’? I got a hot ass verse or whatever, and he tell me he don’t wanna put it on the tape ‘cause … you know what I’m sayin’ … he feels like he bodied … he bodied what I’m about to play for y’all on his new album. And I’m … you know what I’m sayin’ … I’m fuckin’ debatin’ with this n***a about, like, “Yo. N***as is ten steps behind you. So even if you did happen to body this shit … you know what I’m sayin’ … on, on, on, on your album, it don’t matter ‘cause they never gonna catch up.”

“You gotta remember, G. … You know what I’m sayin’? … You the sometimes ‘Y.’ You motherfuckin’ part of the Re-Up Gang.”

And no. Stop askin’. I don’t write nothin’ for this man. My whole crew stand on they own, too