This is a song about "Got"

We popping bottles, it don't stop

No one winning chance you even got

Its all i fuckin' got

That means i have no block

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

And to my side i've got

Got a beans if you wanna pop

But sadly they're all i got

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Got through elementary,

Because the skills you lack…i got,

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Who got the whole game inspired and got them sounding their way

Got mary jane, i got mary jane.

I like my hoodies fucked with lame