This is a song about "Roll ups rap munch"

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

So if it comes down, may the best man win

It's apart of her goal

Lay low youll make bank roll

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

I bite harder than a munch i trust facts more than a hunch

Let's put it on cruise control

Cameras take, credits roll

Thats how ya know your on a roll

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal