This is a song about "Proteins lipids carbs acids big 4 run in your core"

I'll run you like a puppet, now put your head down in shame

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

Core of complete mess in store for con's creed, yes

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

And dream bout you get into your heart core , with a thorn open a door

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Trapped in the projectsand the jury finds you guilty on all accounts

I'm the bully in your school now my dick is big as fuck that shit weigh 52 pounds

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

You want a big house cz your living in the street

4 more bars and youll feel disgusted by your own raps

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Shout 4:20, 4:20, like it's your obsession,

This dark content for those of dark complexion