This is a song about "Cocaine nikes on stay classic"

Got tired of running from the police

What i spend my cash on, my nikes and big tees

Feast dibs on the girl with the cocaine converse.

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

His blunder was misshapen, try stay on track

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I stay on topic with every word,

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

But imma stay on my grind

Should be harder to find

Your body's right as rain

Im gonna stay on your brain

Stay smoking on the hay

It has been this way