This is a song about "Ag"

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

So i cure that tragedy by rhyming after bowls

My talent should take me places i've never been

Weight of the world, i lift without preparation

A gift a lift a revolutionary continental shift for the whole universe

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Fuck the loving, up 'n' coming rappers are the cure for this virus plague

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Lift up your head and show your pride

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Eventuality to find a cure for me,