This is a song about "Im h"

Im still loaded, im loaded

In the midst of a fire pit

With foreign names, valet the range

I'm a g; like the letter before h

Sometimes im afraid sometimes im engaged

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Not #h or a #king but ill #hit a #pedigree

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

After im gone im forgotten

Had to wear the 13's with them

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

But i can't stop like r h c p

Thought its h 2 o, got close to swal-lowing it

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet