This is a song about "Pepperoni s"

It´s the battle of life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

We gotta get back to what really matters

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Get the zippo and spark the shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

My garage full of cars that bounce

Bad, just like an 80's car

Baby, you know who you are