This is a song about "Solo"

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Two toe-to-toe together tots flowing solo

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

To kill time like solo slow watches, support the shit,

Show up solo to the action like what the fuck is cracking

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Han solo, once i start i cant stop, until the blood drops,

So take the stage just show me what you got

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

You feel like you're dyin solo

And i made it with that dope flow

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Mac's the flyest in the room, yea too bad he's solo on that couch