This is a song about "How quier i am"

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

A parakeet resembles just how high i am

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

But how long am i supposed to keep it?

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

After these, how can i hate that you're confused on who i am; when even more i

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs/

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

One choke of this you a note from mariah high