This is a song about "Everything i do exotic i don t need to bring a broad"

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

I need supplies to make everything alright

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

And do i need to mention when

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Actually i like a broad that can help me sing along

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

All i want to do is bring you reality, with each and every line...