This is a song about "Carl cizzle snitch cash weed"

(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it

And california on that jerk shit

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

To click respond to your master carl

You get close but no cigar

Pussy ass bitch, or do you prefer pussy ass snitch.

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

If you speak about me, i'll know when you lie to me, i'll know when you snitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat