This is a song about "Fuck around"

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

, only opps fuck around cough on smoke

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

You fuck around and get smoke shit

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

If i die before i wake

Might fuck around, throw a grenade

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Your a joke , nothing but a hoax/fuck around and be broke/

I'd rather lay around and play around my lady then butt fuck it.

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Lighter, and i could fuck around and let you meet my sparks