This is a song about "Getting money so easy its like finding jesus the weak dont make it cause they don t try in the hood its ethier you ride or you die in my hood you rich nikkas just won t survive"

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Baby, let me give you a call

You don;t thin anymore

So he takes a dick pic, but its so small you cant see it in the image

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

"jc, you ain't gonna make it! go back to your fucking hood!"

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look