This is a song about "Slang"

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

I shoulda stayed ‘n maybe slang some shit,

Wolf haley, golf wang

Where's some good shit to slang,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Or music you gon slang to

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Play it in a loop , then shoot, the slang, rang in the morning,

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Slang some lean and pills so i can pay the rent

Couldn't hurt a fly, yet you talk all slang, your rap made up,

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck