This is a song about "Olivia the pear"

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Here's the answer and the antidote:

From the gutter to the roof

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Saw the bombs on the news

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her