This is a song about "Georgia s development and climate"

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Early in the development "special" list,my flows are pestilent known to leave

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Development to try make it intelligent, irrelevant. signs of the subject

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

Don't know i'm the highest enjoyin' the climate

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose