This is a song about "Imported"

I need a whip that's imported, and probably worthy of forza

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

For now everything just seem so right

Cigars imported nice, nigga we alright,

Burning everything you hold sacred, kush imported from jamaica

Don't let them fool you we ain't different than the youth in asia

Purify that woman soul

Flows, imported from north pole