This is a song about "Must thai"

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

You must be getting faded

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Shotgun in the drop made a right

I must be different inside

A feeling i must overcome

There's nothin' like where i come from

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

It must of been drugs, or silly distractions

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Just hustling you understand

You must mix that with dank

What goes up must come down

I drive that all around