This is a song about "It s geoff"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

I don't want it on my back

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

It´s the battle of life

I need a backyard full court size

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed