This is a song about "Puts"

Puts me on my ass, got me howling like a wolf

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Thinking of bliss and the good days

That puts that smile on my face

Judge me for my color and my race, that crap puts an utter in my face

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I'm clever, my vendetta puts to rest who i'm testin too

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Puts me on my ass, got me howling like a wolf

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

When i'm taking a wrong turn my fam puts me straight,

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

I'mma still be me be the same og who puts it down for the hood (you better believe it)