This is a song about "Barbecue"

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

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

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say

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

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

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

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

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