This is a song about "Shortness"

With my lost saints. i love thee with the breath,

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

I got laugh till the last breath

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Gone from my life like the air i breath

Bone your girl in stelleto's, we do it backwards; memento

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Growing glowing pot, tastes better sparked, served hot, cops know squat.

I'm gonna kill you, take ya last breath!

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Yo heres a memento you rap slow we all know

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

"the king losing? its time to squat"

When i'm on it, on it like my job