This is a song about "Gram stain"

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Jerking so hard, i'm gonna make a stain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Then lost her faith again

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

Promise to bought a cadillac for my gram.

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

A stain in the game, don't try an wash it clean

Framed stain-glass windows with white widows closing in/

First off congratulations on the win

So when i see you i dont see shit but yo daddys nut stain

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Don't ever phone, i'll put you on hold like i fucking strapped a gram,

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man