This is a song about "Essence"

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Crudely, slurping rudely her essence then i served her intestines

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

I carry on the projects and the streets essence,

I make the sun jealous i rap we such essence and i donts lies

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Murder essence, i feel like your ass just missed the message,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

I'll rebel against your jealous hating, blessed with the essence to excel with patience

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

Crudely, slurping rudely her essence then i served her intestines

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks