This is a song about "7 functions of marketing"

Understand the mind of ya'll

Young money, d-town's all star

I’m tryna be low key

If you haven't heard of me

Raybands...hide the face of,

And i can't help but notice

But im never sick of him

I am my inspiration

One time for the girls with the right shoes

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And pleads the key of mercy,

Just the fact of being there

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air