This is a song about "Guess who touched down uh i m in town bitch fuck around"

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

I roam around town with a blunt in my hand, i light that shit up wouldn't expect you to understand

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I touched down in 77'. figured out i would not last by the age of eleven.

Beautiful are thou, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

I got something you've been waiting for

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

And all the pathetic scumb in town, i felt all the love around,

I be running around my town. till i run my town

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Fuck around bought my bitch a mac

So sit the fuck down before i blow you our of existence bitch.

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage