This is a song about "Codeine kush money guns sour souls"

As she goes through the levels

See me with codeine cups?

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Without the sound of guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

But i dont carry guns

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Feed it as it consumes our souls,

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Then play you all my latest shit

The souls i uplifted,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour

Prolly on water, they all on water

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.