This is a song about "It s denae"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

See i let my nigga split that

The outline which you n****s out dated