This is a song about "Barbecue"

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

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

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

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

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

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

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

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