This is a song about "For 9 it s plenty 8m kind of drunk so we can set off on your level keeping"

I've been dragging on, keeping up, for a span of #two #weeks,

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Show a level of love for it

Pass that, catch back, fast that

So we goin out thea. set up shop and get it on out thea.

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

So just put the fucking lotion on or set me off

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

I add into it, rhymes? more, plenty,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Top ranked, number one my son

With plenty of money and women

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

So i'm setting it off letting it off on your face you can't keep up with pace