This is a song about "Inna"

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Leave em all trouble with the blood up inna proof

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Never battled inna while , i focused on producing,

Riding inna hammer dip

The dead society of a poet

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

In the car inna cense like i baptize

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Watching for my niggas and my team who inna hood still