This is a song about "Code chaotic"

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Don't fuk up today. that's not the code.

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Always stay true stick to the g code

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

On the road, soul sold and im mouldy, but know the code

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Appropriate description of his code is akin to an opiate

For the outlawz, here we come

Checking in code, while swigging straight rum

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Wake up then i go to sleep. that's life. just stick to the code.