This is a song about "Fresh funk"

The back is where they pushin the funk, drugs in the floor

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Dc has never seen such progress

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

The creator of this shit funk volume dame,

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Fresh gang and ymk about to kiiiiiiill it!

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

I start everyday as a fresh

You should call me fresh stella

I try to tell them i'm one of the