This is a song about "Glad plum read head bread weather treasure breakfast cousin friend"

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

A sweater containing heat in cold weather,

Finished the verse shaking my head as i read it

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Will survive the rampage and see clear weather

You know...you know who you are

Dryin off in the warm weather

Educate and create a way to hide your treasure

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

The cold weather from my head, has cleverly leaked.

And tell her to make me breakfast

Weight on my chest like i body build