This is a song about "Curry"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Had too much curry but got lucky, i sullied the sponge equipped

Not hungry for my poetry

I'm brown and i like curry