This is a song about "Seaford i piped her hopp imma viper"

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

I said that imma ball with my motherfucking hittas, most likely imma die with

If i see any more desks imma collapse,

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

I love the way you walk

Imma ball till i drop

I don’t do nothing but ball

Imma ball to the day i fall

Run for cover and return fire

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

And now im piped up with clarity why don't we see if i get iced

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

I just wanna know how imma make it to heavens ladder

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Back screaming attack a verbal monster getting piped

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe