This is a song about "Deceleration of independence"

Of which im not exactly proud of,

And panned out, i'm all in love

King of the va, off of those toxins.

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Blasting out some backyard

Lick it then roll it it then light it up like it's independence day.

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Before we see it's hard to live

Of the book of your life

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Top of my pile of bodies

Hate it when i leave

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time