This is a song about "Make one for collin"

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

I found the one ive been searching for,

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

I left for one summer,

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

I found the one ive been searching for,

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Call nine-one-one, cause i left your head for the feds

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Be thankfull for every breath you make

Cause i knew id make it one day

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

One, two, this one's for you,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

And all the shit you went through

One, two, this one's for you,