This is a song about "Dumping tea into the harbor"

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Smoking something like tea leaves

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Dumping your dead body in a national intersection.

Turned into the good guy

All you niggas die

Queen b would have you servin tea/

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Once more into the fray, once more into the fray!

The weed into the bong

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

No more ho-ney, in the, tea. putting comma's infront of each word,

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

That plague the families, lack of structure, it's a dumping ground,

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round