This is a song about "Colby gets roasted"

Does nothing but suck all money and knowledge a man gets

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Gets home after a night out

I must go like fly route

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

But all this stress still nobody knows how bad the pain gets.

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I'm a poet, a genius with words, prepare to get roasted/

Then she gets a phone call

Didn't do a thing at all

Listen dog christmas is off this is as soft as it gets

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Baby heading down a cloud

You say rap gets it out