This is a song about "Biscuits and gra y"

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

Get your world crumbled down like biscuits

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Its funny how y"all think you're so macho

L y r i to the c

Fuck that nigga, i am the party