This is a song about "Joshy h"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

H!yeah my friends aren't the best influences, but they provide me the most

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

Knowing you can no longer party

But i can't stop like r h c p