This is a song about "Fur trade canada"

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

When you talkin illest rapper

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

You ain’t wet nobody, nigga, you canada dry

See the state line? pack, grab that pass and drive up to canada/

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

Let em marinate, you forever late

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Nigga, you don't claim none, fan i am the teacher

Comin' straight from canada, justine bieber,

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Low income no bills getting paid

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade