This is a song about "Not smoking drinking poor ganster"

Not poor, not rich, but just enough to pull it through

I could think of a couple positions for you

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Couldn't keep reality, yet kept drinking.

Drinking smoking gettin torn up, anything i can to get my flow up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

She watchin' that oxygen

Not some ghetto poor bitch ass villain

You poor rhymin', i'm pure diamond, exciting writing not boring typing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I'm going off the top of the brain

Will be drinking like were insane

Kept drinking, regret kept smoking.

Bun b, i’m underground king