This is a song about "I fount my tresure"

I lose my mind pull out my nine and i start capping

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

Usually i scare my victims before i go and do my eating

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

I don't jog around my neighborhood, but i run my block/

Believing the screens or anything there

It's my way, my road i won't share

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

I don't wanna die, i miss my wife and my daughter

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat