This is a song about "Got the shit from google"

All i've found is luck, guess i got it from the motherland,

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

Just adjust to the flow when the shit from within switches

Spit from the hip, your trying & lying your full of shit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

You forget this shit comes from the street

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

Own shit i bet you can make good music without taking it off of google or other

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

My dick eatin 5 star yo shit eatin from the trash

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Outdoors got the heat waves from these j's