This is a song about "40 on me"

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

All green nigga pick six

Why they had to kill 40 ima keep him alive

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

But save the 40, and bring it to my place,

Put expressions in their music and create the face

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,