This is a song about "Chiraq and chitown"

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And nasty remains and bones

This is oh so much like getting votes

Yea i'm missin some sleep

And stop playing hide and seek,

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Or let the mob handle that