This is a song about "Curry"

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

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

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

That's why i'm makin' money

I'm brown and i like curry

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

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