This is a song about "Angus gaylor"

We will run this fuckin region

I'm at where you can't come like no semen

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Cuse to me it seem like greed we breed it.

And these shape-shifting hoes

Whilst i glide with black crows,

Got one, got two, three, four girls

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Just cuz u smoke nigga, doesn't mean you a freaking og.

My president is black

Try to jack and i will attack

Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen

Get on your knees,cos your stepping in my region