This is a song about "443"

Won't run out anytime soon

Soon zooming to the moon in tune,

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Hey, must be the money

Dueling with duality.

My women be in the newest

This the newest to puff buddhist,

Consuming, booze and fumes in twos.

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

I'm on the move, too screwed up.

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Faded, blazed, delayed, sedated.

Pursuing, galaxies.

4-3... yea, remember that please