This is a song about "Cody smith"

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

An anonymous killa like the zodiac stop acting up like cody and zack

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that