This is a song about "Slumped moses"

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

A dopehead with a couple doses, of moses waves so somatic

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Here i go again, searching for love

A pharaoh an his war with moses

Sitting here with slumped shoulders

Know just what your worth

Your careers over, he’s slumped over/

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

With no warning i'm swarming with uppercuts that'll leave you slumped

Uh i'm now sicker than- you, where was you when i slumped?/

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck