This is a song about "Black folks"

Old folks smoking out of their nose on the episode of ode

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat

My chain's so peng, every folks wanna rent

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

A tolerance is built for most folks but not the coppers kid

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Lucifer's back with his mixtapes, dropping fire, y'all waiting folks,

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

No such thing as a weed overdose/ so keep toking folks

Top dropped down, black on black

Snapple fact: you rather wack

My friction revisits its.. mentalist synthesis when real folks witness this//

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches