This is a song about "Flows and blow"

The mean streets, water flows through vessels, and relationships,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Advancing to fullest and blow what got

Ever since then i had no job

And wrote my flows with your blood smears

And the v12, that's on various trips

And i'mma be back for you, the second that i blow

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly

And blow myself up makin everyone a causality

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

And smoke it while you're cooking meth, it flows with ease,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

The mean streets, water flows through vessels, and relationships,