This is a song about "Intentions"

These are my intentions, sniff, puff and shot z's

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Spreadin' intentions of wreckin' anybody without the best plan

Any phrase mentioned's meant with grave intentions,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

But i've got no intentions of bestowing lessons

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

Emitted amidst uplifted insistent percent of inventive intentions

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

I paint the truth whenever i relay my intentions

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Fuck with my intentions, try to prevent this, i wont even mention the fact that youre defenseless

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Im an assasin when im rappin i got some murderous intentions