This is a song about "Olivia the pear"

Thinkin of the the dreams

Little more weed, first class seats

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Niggas die over shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

The club underwater, have em running out the front

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Don't go to far

Down the street to the car,