This is a song about "Fucking some nigga up"

Where there’s minimal conscience and there’s thousands of choppers

Proper-ly in slanted postures nigga we some mutha fucking monsters

So i can fucking roll up to some four star eatery

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Our history that they stole, africa

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

Fucking on some bitch, i got my peen in her v nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

Some nigga fronts and acts hard, down 'em with metal

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

If a nigga come up on a nigga with the nine,

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

"nigga, you fucking gay as hell, and nobody likes you",