This is a song about "Hanging with the gang and you just might meet somebody"

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

I just want somebody i can truly understand you see

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

And if the family sees you again they might just start picking bones,

That happen to act like a black president

And if you don't, i might just be #1 suspect.

After our battle ill meet you out the front and you try and go me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Or i might just decapicate you and put your head on display

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Might just go away, and it might just go away

And truthfully girl you really make my day

And my nuts stay hanging

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me