This is a song about "Pedmont of georgia"

Beaches of normandy.

Cause some of you bitches funny

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Feeling, of appealing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Guess im ahead of my time

And if i want to go outside

Out of mind out of sight

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time