This is a song about "Appreciation"

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Funky. lyrics. of. wisdom. are four words of appreciation,

Thankful for the allowance of my profanity, and an appreciation of my strategy,

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

My verses will remain immortal,don't want the fame, wanted a little appreciation,

Ukrainian giving dome top craniumass shot jeans like she painted themt-raw niggas try to favor him