This is a song about "Coffee leaves"

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

You saying you want coffee

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

And murder leaves no retribution

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

I'll be free till i decease to eat my lettuce leaves

Y'all sippin' in champagne, while we're just drinkin' coffee

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

With a coffee and we end it like

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!