This is a song about "Matty almond"

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

I remember life as a child when everything was wild.

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

For better or worse, i'm on a horse, in town, blessing

Ain't no women at the shows

So i can nut on these hoes

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

There scared of us were half man half horse like sagittarius parkside productions

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Feel free if your indian we won't chase you away

My slight fo's just talk dirty

So much nut like i came for three