This is a song about "Curry powder"

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

A space encounter serving paste and powder

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I got that powder, i got that white

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I got that powder, i got that white

She might be goin' home with me tonight

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I'm brown and i like curry