This is a song about "Extraterrestrial codeine illuminati foes goes lows"

Family all around, all highs no lows

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

See me with codeine cups?

Probe globe to expose foes

No, no, we are not those

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

Foes are rusted no ones trusted

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Extraterrestrial runnin' over pedestrians