This is a song about "Fill the seats"

Use to be sectioned off now we back and got the good seats

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

We take our seats, in the first row out of eight

Nothing to fill the void of emptiness

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Higher than the electricity bill when i get my fill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Sneeze and leave the seats of my maybach snotty

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods