This is a song about "Mh 17"

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

I need a 17 bra manage

Dealin' with it 1.3 miles wide and goin 17 miles long?

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

From golden rings to them 17 inch rims

Slowly stumbling, steadily crumbling, everyday tumbling

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Intoxicating, your now unsurprisingly assassinated

You got 2 and 17 as you record, what the fuck?

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

This declaration, a representation of my dedication/