This is a song about "Ban"

I vanished from where you are, until you stop the weed and ban it

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

He's making people homeless, and he's really trying to ban the porn?

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Ramos and ban hoes a hip hop giant, leave you lying , dying , looking up to me

Ban on bandana, go bananas on the other hand

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

I vanished from where you are, until you stop the weed and ban it

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Act as spunky ban-dit/does feared tasks n get flummery my head will be tripping

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging