This is a song about "Some"

Take some differentiation along with some integration, finish probation

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Forgotten by many, cheered by some,

Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom

Some lyrical bullets,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Haters, ya you got some, smoke it all you want some?

She never ready to go so she forever come

Some do it, some don't, it doesn't matter,

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Some like to have some fun (never overdone)

In search of my direction, my genre is certain

Take some lucy's boomer's dark liq' and light, some might drive

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Pop me some swans for some patrician feels