This is a song about "Goods"

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And that i should probably just drink more goods,

Quick masterly thieves purloining precious goods

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

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

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

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

Its ironic #hypno fell asleep, this was a #dissed #illation- can u beat me still?

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

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

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine