This is a song about "Lettuce wrap"

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

And i guess since this is my first rap im getting nervous so thats a wrap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

And this is how i'll "wrap it"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Wrap you in saran plastic,

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

And by the celophane is type of plastic wrap