This is a song about "9 s 40 s"

It´s the battle of life

Then put it into sex drive

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

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

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

The outline which you n****s out dated

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Bad, just like an 80's car

With the goons i spar