This is a song about "Hickory"

Hickory dickory dock

Just searching for the perfect shot

Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

I'm to of a hickory to make my victory a memory, or unknown like the past century,

There must be a god

Hickory dickory dock/