This is a song about "Lace mops"

Hazy chest, i blaze the cess, wonder if you lace it next,

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

All black everthing on some jigga shit

U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Flaming wrath, i'll lace the crack, drop hooks like a fishing net,

Dealers lace the rock on vacant plots, forsaken blocks, it,

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Who can flood your thought with all the blood he mops

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Tie my shoe every single lace i got my own world don't come onto my base

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

She stunned and amazed me with her lace attire