This is a song about "1 pound"

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

But i apologize for not walking you around

Yo bro, wanna go toe to toe pound for pound

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

You a bitch, i send you to the pound,

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

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round