This is a song about "Making a sandwi"

Unable to think clear

Making fun of a queer

No one’s making a fuss

A lovely outer surface

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Me makes you a stranger. turn your back making you a hater.

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Making a rap, don't care what ya'll say

It's hard making a living when nobody thinks you matter

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Making her money she drive a mercedes

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice