This is a song about "Finest"

It's his highness and the finest

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

Fuck this class assignment smokin' on the finest

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

You heard van city's finest man, so back the hell up off me

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

With the finest logic set in motion a plot with televised optics

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Now i'm back, trackin' like guys reneging, prime at my finest.

Smoking prime only the finest....

She leave her hair in the sink