This is a song about "Beautiful stranger"

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

I'm a legend your a stranger about to get sent to heaven

I'm larry david, gimme my paper

Fucked around and messed with the wrong stranger.

A complete stranger added me to her prayer list

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Compared to them i was an inferior stranger

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Even stranger, fear and anger expressed through the same bangers

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

A beautiful 'puffee , killing

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

It's a beautiful bliss

Aight santana man...let's do this