This is a song about "I m selling weed in my house"

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Foundation till i built my house

From the projects to the penthouse

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

In my house i'm all alone

Mami told me son, hold your own

Selling coke to the fiends stuck in my raw ways,eyes always red in the days from

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla