This is a song about "Balling on these n ggas"

Flexin on these bitches

And you ride with this

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

The feds slower than a can pouring

You need to stick to balling

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

These explicit n illicit raps you heard

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Dreams of balling like spalding up until i was thirteen

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Its the reason for the shootings ya see on the news 'n

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat