This is a song about "Dudes"

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

And my weed man should just sell flutes

I only consider few my true dudes

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

From the back seat, back seat

Shit would have frail dudes deceased

Because me and my dudes..

Still got my nike boots

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Giving up, is what these dudes outta do

Me and my dudes we ballin

And i like the hoes that need passion