This is a song about "Barbecue"

Barbecue meals laughing having a blasttill you met a roommate it was our doomsday

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

I love a barbecue with my homies, you trip i'll let it slide,

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

I'll easily barbecue your reply and kangaroo-kick your confidence,

I take hunan i take sezchuan chefs barbecue it's nothin

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots