This is a song about "Ellie kendal"

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

We forever be real, we'll never fold

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

South an north hemispheres are lies

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

I went from honor roll to on a roll down hill, the crashing gave me some back pain

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Don't worry just done get inside

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

Whilst in a school called junior high

In the lambo looking like a fly

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds