This is a song about "Crab shells"

They said man just quit this crab

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

Bars dropping like shells from a mac when its on its last mag

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

That'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than adidas

Where niggas throwin' em' shells, i'm tryin' hard to prevail

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I walk wit the shells, and i aint got no adidas on.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

Feed you some shells, send you straight down to hell