This is a song about "I pads"

I know that i should forget

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I regret how i treated you

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

I realize as i cry everything i have i owe to them

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

These rappers with pads,got it all but don't write

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

I though i was red hot

That cellphone that i bought