This is a song about "Curtis and momo have no life"

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.

You have a life and it cant be mishandled

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Autism and anxiety have riddled his life

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

I don't wanna mope, and i don't have no dope,

Cuz honestly that crap bores and i have no more quarries

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

Beat down and be upbeat, when you don't have no-thing

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

Used to find dope in his coat