This is a song about "Ryhme about snickers"

Telling truth.its what its all about.

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

How i'm outgoing but don't be going out

Laughs at you and talks about

We oppressed citizens, we just keep going about,

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

So many memories, that she cries about

Straight harmonious chit chat about

High on loud when i be ridin' out

I'm about about to send their heads spinning

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

But conflict never solves anything about

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

It ain't nothing though

How about paradiso