This is a song about "Curry 30"

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

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

But even then sealed his fate for 30 plus some years

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm brown and i like curry

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

(starts at 30 seconds... starts kinda fast)

Just lay back, get your face slapped

If i dont die before im 30 than ill be in a prison

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen