This is a song about "Roofs"

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

His busted chops overlapped, like the roofs shingles.

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

I would blast and write, im suprised my roofs still here

His busted chops overlapped, like the roofs shingles.

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples