This is a song about "Goods"

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

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And that i should probably just drink more goods,

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

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

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

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

Quick masterly thieves purloining precious goods

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods