This is a song about "Parks and recreations"

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Dc star, a pg legend

Grab the scissors and saws and

But with a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

But we still real brothers

And their mothers and fathers

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Keep this passage coming, get the #shaft like gordon parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,