This is a song about "Ponies in da hood"

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Cause when i'm in the stable all the ponies i will feed

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

White ponies slaughtered by their daughters, get hotter in minestrone.

Smoke ? you know it taste good

I don't live in the hood

Cause after all the lights and screams

Jokingly scoping to poke ponies

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I'm chillin' in this hood