This is a song about "Got my we whip"

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

My whip so dope boy it's crack

Shot my pusher cuz he got we weed in the wrong size

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

The dead society of a poet

I roll arond in my new whip

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

My whip gets any iller i swear that i'll get car sick

I'll pistol whip you with my lyrics and beat you to the ground.

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin'

Kaiser soze, we never see him