This is a song about "1 pound"

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

You a bitch, i send you to the pound,

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Yo bro, wanna go toe to toe pound for pound

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

To reds i ain't know how to act

'pound it into yo head, you won't last!

I drive that all around

Us two we smoke a pound

Because there ain't no coming back from that

1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

But im not fucking around, im giving the beat a pound