This is a song about "Curry powder"

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

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

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

Packin powder and much more in the alleys

I'm everything that they call nice

A space encounter serving paste and powder

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

This is everything that we call hype

I got that powder, i got that white

Listen b, just give my stylist kudos

Threw in some talcum powder, cause sweats too gross

Cause another innocent died

I got that powder, i got that white