This is a song about "Butchie curry"

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And there is no chemistry

I'm brown and i like curry

Had too much curry but got lucky, i sullied the sponge equipped

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

Everybody watching while you touching real money

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry