This is a song about "Got"

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

I don't wanna leave the house i got

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

No one winning chance you even got

Got mary jane, i got mary jane.

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

They burn on every block

But sadly they're all i got

Fuck that job been around that block

Immortality like i have got

Ever since then i had no job

Its all i fuckin' got

I got got my pad and pen

Flyer then the rest of them