This is a song about "Moani and shon"

This is the concrete

And stop playing hide and seek,

Yea, i been humble too long

And once i'm dead and gone

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Lust will have you slipping

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And nasty remains and bones

And i don't think homes

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Wit my kin that i came in wit

And remember what i said and

Put the purp in the blunt