This is a song about "1800"

U lookin real scared in dem streets cus

The critics are calling me conscious

Yea i live on the maufukin beach

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Now all im tryna do is get food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

I c this paper an its comin my way now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

Thinkin bout all the bad stuations that im facing

It ain't like that

Uoeno i was wit it

Now i gotta exit after you

Yea i played wit that shit too

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Dont blame me cus im never comin down