This is a song about "Qualities"

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

Since i deem qualities of my philosophy on 'the me' to be what i need to live and

Talk about terminologies his ways bring qualities and policies,

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

They're mistaken, thinkin' titties make up for good qualities.