This is a song about "Goods"

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

And that i should probably just drink more goods,

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Quick masterly thieves purloining precious goods

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods