This is a song about "28 grams"

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a

Forgot the consequences but fuck the feminine pussies, they're only here because of a broken condom,

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

That's why you cautious when i approached youbeen talking since you arrived, but not a word is spoken

Creates more emotion, than biological poison, after this ill remain unbroken, words still unspoken,

//the beat drops at 0:28-0:29, then i go in

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Two grams in the chamber sure to make a widow weep,

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep