This is a song about "Bad man batty boys"

Just take control if you can

Too bad cause he's broken inside man

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

The blacks with the gays, man it's two bad troubles,

Man master why you giving bad advice/

Just to make it in this broadway lights

You best pay up i don't rap for free, i'm sick man probably got a bad disease

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Simply out of this world by choice

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Found a new rich nigga on the spot, whispering to his boys hold up, man did you see her interior?

Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for