This is a song about "Jacoby curry"

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Had too much curry but got lucky, i sullied the sponge equipped

It ain't hard to make money

I'm brown and i like curry