This is a song about "Kilo"

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Live your life before the feds get you for a kilo

Mainstream, rapping by the kilo

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Stepsister that blister to kilo kesh and willow

Flippin like a kilo/ im dippin like ur ken folk/ ur a hill billy rapper/ im killin this rhyme

I knew deep inside baby girl would always be minepicked you up when you was 9, started out my life of crime

So raised like i'm doing yoga, kilo of something is what i take.

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state