This is a song about "I keep fi"

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

I tried to keep it playa

So what i keep the blunt lit?

The dead society of a poet

I keep it eccentric

Like he back that shit

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I keep my money neat neat

These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Keep em quickly, did i make you sickly

But five years from now i bet she see

Cause they know i keep showin'

And non-nigga friends got it with him