This is a song about "Importantance of teeth"

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

At a nigga with a piece and probably loose ya teeth

Its teeth that puncture my hope

Wardrobe from round the globe

But now i got some teeth

Tina perm your fucking weave

Caught in self-loathin it's time to see relief released from the tip of my teeth

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Scared shitless, i ran towards the ghosts, going white as teeth

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

So what you got golden teeth

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Your life is a product of trash

Keep gnash on your teeth till it crash