This is a song about "Abc s"

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

Spending her time with him i guess

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

S queezys very bold

It´s the battle of life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

I can only love you when you’re undressed

S on my chest like a superman vest

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that