This is a song about "34"

I call it my holy grace

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

1:03-1:34- young zeke pass me the mike, blow up the beat like schleich,

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

"here's my address, meet you at my place at eight"

Oh girl, i think it's getting late

Give me dome, then let me skate

Oo girl, what a disgrace

Don't you fall from grace

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this

I salivate at fine bitches

I'm sharper than shark teeth

34. blood running down my sleeve,