This is a song about "Able"

We might be able to benefit the whole congregation

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Able to call a truce

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Being able to collab is so cool

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

Who might be able to write.

Cause another innocent died

These generations get jealous and proud, it's kane and able,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

When will i be able to rest upon this hill so steep,

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Black fours red drop head doors

Finally able write my wrongs,