This is a song about "Shoes cabbage climbing wall potato spurgeon motorbike soecialized"

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Nah, fuck that man i'm a fuckin' potato

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Written in blood on the wall

Than the average but you won't have a cabbage

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

Lying to yourself, all over an image

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

You haphazard backstabbers climbing the rap ladder,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Hangin' pictures on my wall