This is a song about "If i could kiss you"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

And give my mom the world if i could

If you hide in a well you could be drowned

Now that's six cops found on that ground

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

If you wanna battle you can kiss good bye to your self esteem

If you could only help me out of this jungle bear, i will give you 4 bannanas of the monkies here,

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Don't know if i could live with out you cause baby you my

I miss you. i wish i could kiss you. having you around was bliss, it's true.

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you