This is a song about "Sample text"

This bag is from seattle

But its just a sample/

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Immaculate conception- go long for this text to catch this

But i talked to her and we became friends walked her home that day even received a text,

Bravo to the charlies who delt-ya the wrong hand, yet you're out to wreck

I'm authentic so real you faint even replace i collect data just call it sample space

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

And if you read close in the text you will find

He sent a subtle text, not knowing what's coming next

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

#egg-sample next hatches when new mission kicks in