This is a song about "Europe s countries"

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

If only i could go back into the 80’s

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Munchies, hi hutchies, eat lunchies, make countries,

S queezys very bold

Where i from, it get cold

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

And in those third world countries it's used like soviet arms,

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

I'm smoking shit you can only find in europe