This is a song about "On mamaz"

I like rollin' with friends

Relying on myself

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

When you took my hand up so calm

Aight, keep going, on and on

Cause i already moved on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

You cant grab on whats on the news

Its cold as shit in this booth