This is a song about "Marketing pottery"

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Message for nintendo, sega and the old ware.

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You could strike lottery, with a hammer harder than metal pottery

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Which underwear should i ware n conflaxe with dicks n nuts should i have everyday!,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Definitely melting your mind like melting pots i'm melting tops

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

We freestyle battle opponents and make em break like pots of clay

Have a ware and look above ur

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Hearts darker than black i did this for a marketing act for the views

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear