This is a song about "Folk"

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Enough talking bout them other folk

An early toke, not a burly bloke, but sturdy folk

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

But i've got as much swag as a folk song,

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

'caution when you engage with the common folk

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Might clap ya kin folk, its simpo, ya family don't matter/

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

The associates of this socio will rope a dope folk

Branded a son of middle-class folk,

Since i was left with no hope

Never agree with that message

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge