This is a song about "Cursory duplicity impervious impetus tepid"

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Barely alive now swallowin his deceit

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Some thing i keep to my self

Catch you up on places i've been

This maze of deception

Fuck feeling exposure i'm dealing over us

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

A sore feeling we're dealing with killings ill and surreal

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him