This is a song about "Goods"

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Quick masterly thieves purloining precious goods

And that i should probably just drink more 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

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

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

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

Isn't a right its more of a decision. haters like gators hating me till