This is a song about "Bouts and bongs"

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Living young and wild and free

Born a brute, hitting bongs n' zoots im lost in youth

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Cause they right down the street

And stop playing hide and seek,

I'm 'bouts to take the cake these fakes ain't even getting part of it

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,