This is a song about "S here"

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

S queezys very bold

Bad, just like an 80's car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Look inside my closet

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet