This is a song about "Fleur de lis"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

People are starving, you talking bout balling

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Fif-tee /nine times till ya de-ceased/ im sick son new form of disease/

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Wish i get i could produced by scoop de-ville, no need to take pills

If u smoking with me you better de filling

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living