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

Babe you know it gets no better than this

On whole new level of offensive,

So get on my level your a coward i'm a rebel

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Nah, don't fuck with none of yáll, we just here to set it off,

I add into it, rhymes? more, plenty,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

We were together for so long but we dragged it on,

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

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