This is a song about "Arizona tea"

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

The victim that i capture often aren't like a tea kettle

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Drink your ice tea and enjoy geting beaten by me

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

They're busy bees, sipping tea while chillin' in their silky sheets

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,