This is a song about "Malakas with maracas"

With some methamphetamine

As: i know just what you mean

Ships that sail to distant places

Enough pain already to sleep with

Die with hope, live with virtue

I'm coming home with you

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Easier to deal with, easier to feel with

I deal with bull with the sheet,

I don't know defeat

And my niggas say

With unlimited leeway

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Never fuck with crazy, nobody fucking with me