This is a song about "Drink all night bud light smoking on a bowl too stoned now i m moving slow gotta go find time to perfect rhyme its in my mind no chance i will fail"

When i got too much to handle on my mind.

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Rapping for a grip you better hold tight, stoned in every moment cause i smoke, light

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Usually i get time to get gone and lost in my mind

I went slow, and said go low go low, so i did and than are bodys went in a perfect flow,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

But i will be my old self again in no time

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I like how you think you have flow but your moving too slow

Dont mind me as i work on my rhymes all the time

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine