This is a song about "Full strap"

We can leave before midnight for sure

Lets eat and rap with our mouths full,

The third one is mixed, white and black

I aint scared to pull a strap

Never wrong at any level

To skate to my full potential-

But still i feel like i could strap on a cocked hand grenade,

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

C-doggy dogg pulls out the strap and lays them bustas down

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

My soul is feelin full,

Kick game henry bitch, bonjour

What's that gap in that strap

Bet i'm heavy with that

Any way you can

Bases full, i grand slam/