This is a song about "Backwoods and henny"

She guzzled henny all night feelin sublime and then she fucked me/

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Come get some, you little bum

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

But i'm not in the first place

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

And remember what i said and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

This is something different

Social conditioning and

And nasty remains and bones

This is oh so much like getting votes