This is a song about "Curry powder"

Couple grand when i rock the night

I got that powder, i got that white

A space encounter serving paste and powder

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

Third ward general, young cash money

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

I got that powder, i got that white

Packin powder and much more in the alleys

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

I know everything cause i got power, no more pushin' powder,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for