This is a song about "Slingin"

Maybe i'll start slingin weed to support my dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Hungry, thirsty, d'evils got me slingin' rock, sellin' pies,

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever