This is a song about "Helping the enviroment"

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

But don't kid yourself, there where no helping hands

Got a helping hand and i'm willing to lend it

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

If i'm helping the game, or being purely a bully,

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Hate is the fuel thats helping me, this diss is sick 'n' flaming

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

Helping the the position that i'm in

They gon' love me for my ambition

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the

Canibus and grits aren't helping my mission

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win