This is a song about "Obsessed with jasmine"

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

With rock, shock rap with doc

Pawning my chain in the shop

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I entered with, rendered with it,

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Gold bottles, lot of bitches

Better to try then die with

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

On a quest obsessed to digest lyrics

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

I must confess that i'm a little obsessed