This is a song about "Prohibition of tying"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'm doing the same thing

Feeling, of appealing

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

Move along folks, just another rapper tying to get a deal

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Snitches here don't got no heart

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Of potential cases

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

Hit the green like running backs with no yards