This is a song about "Moving pound of weed they call hydro"

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Luckily i'm a master of dispatchin', got a "send them to the pound" degree

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

Tequila hit me like a nina

As they rape those monsters i smoke my weed

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I miss you at my recent show

They aren't even moving slow,

They call me the god of night and the king of days

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

They put my name on fuckin platinum, gold is pound for pound.

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round