This is a song about "Smoking dope with my boy brandon"

Im gifted, dont get this twisted never miss this wicked flow hella dope smoking

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Double mg not to mention

Smoking weed with depression,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Came from fucking nothing, smoking l's with my cousin

Look, i tried to call it quits

With my dope ass lyrics

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope