This is a song about "Afro s"

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

And that´s how it has begun

When it's all said and done

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Put the purp in the blunt