This is a song about "How fire i am"

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Spit fire i don't tire, i am crass, do yourself a favor get your ass black and blue

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

A parakeet resembles just how high i am

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

"if i do that, then how am i gonna blow bitch?

Weed i can't pronounce man

For how smart i really am

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring