This is a song about "Sex food high weed killing dick"

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Spitting flows, grab my dick, smoking weed, pass that shit,

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Everyone swallow this dick bitch i wrote high qaulity shit fucking rap kit make this fit fire is lit

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Listen son,these rhymes wont even get you dick,forget sex

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Summertime in the city

Blazing the weed to get high free,