This is a song about "Fucked yours on"

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

I keep my money neat

We're on the line, and you're mine, i'm yours, it'll be alright if you stay by my side

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

Heat stroke midsummer you #fucked cuz you a #conductor i seduced n im on the #caboose

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

Think i just fucked a girl with her tampon on,

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

My brain fucked up so i put a hoodie on to cover it

Industry and the strings attached to yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Wild nigga, foul nigga how am i'm so efficient

Me on the streets to pimp me/ how fucked up is that to imprint