This is a song about "Got to hg"

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Youve got no reason to brag

//i ain't got nothin' to hide

Always strap so i was alright

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

You got to be strong you got to be best,

I got a mixtape in hands, got plans to kill shit,

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Ive got no license to kill

As i light one for ill will

Youve got no where to hide

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Cause i break it out a lot

To prove what i've got

That's how i got the weed spot

And to my side i've got