This is a song about "Jared s diabetes"

I guzzle up at the bar

Bad, just like an 80's car

In a beanie eating zucchinis dodging the diabetes

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

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

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

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

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that