This is a song about "Going to the stripclub"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Im going to be the one standing with the crown

But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

I shows out, like dope when i put that flow down

Im going to the carnival, the big one downtown

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

So i'm going to tryyyyy to live you to the highest.

I'm going to write lyrics to the whole world feel it,

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that