This is a song about "Long nose"

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Youre nothing but a silly little nose picker

You like my lines like a bloody nose

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

Took me a while just to write those

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

My lines pick me up more green than an addict’s nose,

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

I remember, i remember when i was a snot nose

You just gotta be strong

Nights are still tough and long,

We love for a while then a light goes

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose