This is a song about "Hydro cannon"

And all she wants is to dance

Going hydro on the aftermaths

Yeah bitch this date's done

Spitting it like a cannon/

For desert she have vanilla dannon from my yogurt cannon

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

They say i can't flow even though i'm hydro/

Now im doing cannon balls

Shots, they back and forth

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

I flow so sick without inhale hydro

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Obama clearing smoke from blowing hydro