This is a song about "Mountain"

Ain't no mountain high enough, that's gaye

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

, what can i do with your mountain dew or even your fucken crew

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Didn't you now, i'm climbing a mountain of track

Rhymes leave a sweet taste in your mouth like mountain dew

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

And real bitches don't respect you

No, scratch that, mountain dew,

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

So, i begin to sip on mountain bay gay rum

But i rock, like a mountain. that’s a stairway to heaven/

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one