This is a song about "Preston is a peasent"

She need now, she ain't never needed love

My lyrics is a virus

21. winning is a mission,

Lies, tangled with fiction

Is a necessity,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Verse me is a consequence

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

There is such a fierce competition

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

This is a rap bout how real my life is

This rap thing is a book...

Smoke ? you know it taste good