This is a song about "Crushin on shorty"

Relying on myself

I like rollin' with friends

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Not chasin no chain or some dime piece shorty

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

Name, and your entire

Your on fire.. your on fire

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon