This is a song about "Shoutout to all the pears"

It ain't hard to make money

All the way do to my knee

To teach all the prophets to preach

And then i bounce like cars out in long beach

Get a shoutout for undoubtably peaceful actions//

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

All the way up to church

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

For all the ninja that done to me

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

All ready to blow, ruler of the clover

They gotta point em out baby

All the way do to my knee

The crowd's with me, all according to plan

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man