This is a song about "Buddy s"

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Bitch you should see my wallet

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Real recognize real, that's what my buddy always say

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time