This is a song about "A crack head lawn guy"

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Now i'm the high guy that can divide, i divide your head and your bread

Sat up all night with a poltergeist smokin' crack

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Damn is your mattress dry

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

You get money from mowin-the lawn

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Your raps are classic like an aztec, your a fucking a crack head,

That poor guy cant even take a hit

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

No not really, im not a tough guy,