This is a song about "Loot crate"

Can't think straight rant pink crate

Cop a car, new estate

I can seal your fate in a crate and make that shit parana bait

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Going to kill some green dragon for that phat loot

From the system,we're made from,they cannot loot us from our existence

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Place ya feet up, gimme the loot like biggie said it,

I i used to be that guy sitting on a crate, shotting of an 8th trying to get myself paid,

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait