This is a song about "I got that codeine"

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

I got that murder feeling please relieve it

But no, i wasn't prepared, you were all that i got

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

I got that that banging heat headband

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

When i got that phone call, so shocking

I got that from ma brother benjamin

My talent should take me places i've never been

Bitch, they call it motor city

I got something that you gotta see