This is a song about "Grams and kilograms"

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

I bring the tension in bricks, your raised it up a couple grams,

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

And remember what i said and

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

And kill yourself and your clique

Bitch i'm all you need

If our love was cocaine you gave me kilos i gave you zero point eight grams

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Modu, he's ready for whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

1 blunt to roll 2 grams to put in it

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit