This is a song about "80 mill"

Me and my peeps often meet

80. your forced to defeat,

Bad, just like an 80's car

How simple they are

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

I can be meek unless you keep me from my mill, you'll get destroyed

I am sorry but you got grinded by my mind mill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

I used to be the most humble until

I keep the rhymes flowing like a wind mill

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the duck

It's not making sense to you right now but