This is a song about "Powder"

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

I got that powder, i got that white

I got that powder, i got that white

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I know everything cause i got power, no more pushin' powder,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Threw in some talcum powder, cause sweats too gross

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

Packin powder and much more in the alleys

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

A space encounter serving paste and powder

I wanted a brother my mother i told her