This is a song about "Egg rolls"

Shattered like the spines of the crippled old. now it's time, the ripple rolls.

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as strippers on poles

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

This new egg hatched tellin me i hated it when

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Rolling in the rolls royce/

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal