This is a song about "Clive of india"

Of potential cases

Mm got the masses

King of the va, off of those toxins.

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

This is love, nothing else close

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

I was born to do the damn thing

Feeling, of appealing

Out of mind out of sight

Look, now roll my j tight