This is a song about "232"

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

With your girl gettin' handy, but you know how she can be

Like a wolf; think i'm granny, like my cab; pakistani

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I'm a rap vigilante, all my rhymes are uncanny

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Light you up muy picante, cross your legs like i'm ghandi

Now go pull up your panties, and let go of my hand please

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I'm at home in your pantry, your shits fine it's just dandy

On your back like i'm acne, shit your pants like i'm flax seed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Obi-wan call me ani, catch a roadrunner; acme