This is a song about "Ma goons"

U smell like ma armpit,while uve been on ma cock pit,ma bars hit ma shit like jolie n brad pitt,

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My buzz is like cocaine

Its nothin, ma, im still sane

Got ma head in da books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Lost ma mother and my brother

Huh, i can't interpret her

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Baby, you got that super bass

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Ma family aint proud of me