This is a song about "Cinnamon roll"

Because her skin taste like caramel on a beignet and cinnamon

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

And they spin on my dick cinnamon swirls

That's why she ignore my flowers

They just don't give a fuck

When i roll another doob up

And roll all my own blunts

He dont want the diamonds

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Yo we roll in the hole,we roll with the hoe

Land of the rich on one dice roll,

Purify that woman soul

Choking on some cinnamon. my sick rhymes are venomous.

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Cameras take, credits roll

Timmy got his bike stole