This is a song about "Chattanooga"

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Bout that green like baby bop

Fire on my mind like im green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

Why i'm i fucken crawling like a ball in a game of bowling

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Because i smoke on the green

Sittin on bowling balls

Kirko paint her walls

No offense ya bitch taking balls to the face like bowling pins

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

But he and his crew don't own this city

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly