This is a song about "Blowing through grams with you"

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

You wont catch me shifting grams

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I'm blowing out your dome because i'm going cold with vengeance

The boa know they loving the crew

We told you this through and through,

But can you get that through,

Streets is calling you

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

If our love was cocaine you gave me kilos i gave you zero point eight grams

I just wanted to be at peace with you

With thorns from what she's been through

Wished you felt warm and hold hands with hope and escape through the storm

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm