This is a song about "Gettin so much guap"

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

Never knew somebody i loved so much

I put in so much work my legs gettin shook

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

It gettin chilly back in philly so i grabbed me the gin/

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

I'm rolling down the window

Got so much fucking doe/

So y'all can cope n' touch

I would freak out so much

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

It's too much work to put up with so much fake,